Villa No. 9 was indeed extraordinary.
When Liu Zhizhong first saw Zhang Qixiang in the courtyard of this villa, he didn't think there was anything special about it, at least not compared to other villas.
But today, as soon as Liu Zhizhong stepped out of the elevator, he sensed its uniqueness.
A dazzle of golden light, the decor here was splendid and radiant, with overflowing color and sheen.
Not far from the elevator was the villa's reception desk, where a beautifully-dressed female manager with white-collar poise rose to greet him as the elevator doors opened.
Simultaneously, by the elevator door, pairs of female attendants dressed in royal Hanfu stood on both sides, greeting the distinguished guest in unison.
With their attractive tube-top dresses, slim waists, long hemlines, and tied-up classical imperial hairstyles, combined with the thin gauze-like material of the Hanfu, the faintly discernible lines beneath hinted at enticing seduction.