According to the address Quan Jue gave her, Chi Jiao had called a rental company and found the place he rented.
It was actually in an old residential area in an old district. The taxi reached a street filled with food stalls, and there was no way to go further in. Therefore, Chi Jiao could only get out of the car and walk.
Even though it was a winter night, the row of food stalls was still very lively. Many people had gathered at the entrance on both sides of the street. It was bustling with activity, and the smell of fireworks was very strong.
She had to pass through this street to find Quan Jue's place.
As Chi Jiao walked unhurriedly, she failed to notice that some malicious gazes were already on her.
"Look at that girl. Do you think she's hot?" A few young men who looked like ruffians sat in front of the hotpot stall and pointed at Chi Jiao's back as they discussed.
