It’s a Trap
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Gu Nianzhi got out of the taxi, and looked up at the high-rise buildings in the precinct.
All the apartments located near the heart of the capital city were just as expensive as her apartment in C City's Fengya precinct. The similar prices meant that the property management and the surrounding layout were more or less the same.
It was a gated community; a security guard stood at the entrance.
It was a lovely place. The roads were immaculately clean, and the precinct was quiet and peaceful, having been built some distance away from the busier thoroughfares in town. It was obvious that this was a high-class residential area, meant for the wealthy.