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... w. Unlike the faux-bamboo lounges and imported flowerbeds of other elites, his space was simple—gray slate flooring, string lights, and a single large bonsai in the center.
Tonight, the air was crisp. He stood at the edge, city lights sprawling beneath him like fractured gold veins.
His phone buzzed.
System Notification:
Spending Log – Past 24 Hours:
Qin Yuyan: ¥3.1M (artisan studio lease + relocation service for curator t ...
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