Wen Xinya and Si Yiyan got inside their car, after which a fleet of Mercedes S600 Pullman Guards formed a snake-like line which began traveling away from the mansion. Anyone could tell at one glance that it was an aristocrat going out. Hence, those who ran into him on the roads hurriedly made way.
It was already half-past ten at night but the streets were still vibrant and lively at night.
It was enchanting and amorous.
When Wen Xinya first arrived in Russia, she once racked her brains for words to describe Russia at night. The colorful bricks were mesmerizing and the brown-haired beauties standing along the streets were absolutely ravishing, with their voluptuous figures and fair, slender legs.
Enchanting and amorous were the only descriptive words she could think of to describe nighttime in Russia.
