Moreover, the people walking on the street, regardless of gender, were dressed fashionably and brightly, most of them carrying shopping bags and chatting with companions.
Jiang Mianmian was being led by Fang Zhiyuan to his residence, and she was walking and looking around at the same time, feeling as if she couldn't take in everything with just her eyes.
It's not that she was inexperienced; she was once a little rich girl who traveled to various countries.
But after all, those were things from her previous life.
She stayed in that secluded little mountain village for over ten years and had almost forgotten this bustling, lively lifestyle.
Jiang Mianmian was simultaneously despising herself for having no prospects, while still watching intently. Even Yu Cheng, usually calm and collected, was surprised, inspecting the rapidly developing Xiangcheng.
