C442 A Fight!
Lu Yuchen was taken aback by the so-called "discreet" space Zhang Yifan had found. In front of him was a bright red round bed, romantic sheer curtains, fiery red roses, and a variety of intimate items lined up neatly. There was even a special chair and an array of props. How was this discreet? It was just short of broadcasting it live for everyone to see.
Zhang Yifan nodded
