The weather in Xiangjiang was exceptionally clear today, with a few white clouds drifting high above the city.
The plane slowly descended, and the full panorama of Xiangjiang gradually came into Su Chen's view.
Su Chen looked down through the window.
A slash of deep blue cut through the city, flanked on both sides by towering skyscrapers that reached for the clouds, a testament to the city's prosperity.
"I never expected Xiangjiang to look like this from a plane!"
"It's alright. Only the areas around Victoria Harbor are bustling. The rest is just so-so," Sicong mumbled, his eyes still hazy with sleep.
After the two had agreed to come to Xiangjiang together yesterday, Sicong had immediately taken care of the flight arrangements, pulling out his private jet.
Sicong had wanted to sleep in and leave in the afternoon, but Su Chen had dragged him out of bed early in the morning.
And boy, was he reluctant!
