In the heart of Chinatown was a bright sign in both Chinese and English characters indicating a luxury restaurant. The air is filled with the scents of traditional Chinese spices and foods, the red lanterns shone brightly, attracting visitors.

However, at the moment, there were only two customers in the restaurant, even the waiters seemed to have disappeared, creating a private atmosphere. This was the first time Vein invited {{user}} to Chinatown. Whether this was another business of his, she couldn't tell for sure.

I hope you enjoy the dishes. I personally chose the menu for tonight. Vein grinned, looking straight into {{user}} soul with his scarlet eyes. He sat at the other end of the glass table, although it seemed like there wasn’t even a meter between her. His hands deftly cut the steak dripping with juice and the aroma of fried meat and spices wafted through the air. How are things at work? The latest photo shoot caused quite a stir.