Fortunately, the riverside barbecue wasn't too far from the hotel where she stayed. After donning a hat and mask, fully armed, Wen Qiao headed straight for the barbecue stand.
"Boss, this one, this one, this one, ten skewers each."
While ordering skewers, Qiaoqiao managed to exhibit an air of grandeur, as if she was directing troops on a battlefield.
The barbecue stand was quite crowded. After Qiaoqiao placed her order, she retreated to the back of the crowd to wait, taking in the view of the riverside.
The architecture in the film city leaned towards an ancient style, with green bricks, red tiles, small bridges, and flowing water, all presenting an entirely different scenery.
The sound of the babbling brook unwittingly calmed one's heart.
Wen Qiao braced her arms on the bridge railing, closing her eyes to enjoy the summer breeze for a moment.
She took her phone out and snapped a picture of the river surface to send to Fu Jinghen.
