Until Yan Yan finally sat down at the spot Qi Yi had reserved, she still hadn't recovered from her astonishment.
Is it really okay to sit here?
Yan Yan glanced at the sunken plaza outside the window.
The plaza was packed with people, a stark contrast to her last visit.
The already small plaza was utterly choked today.
People were shoulder to shoulder, almost more crowded than at the Bund on New Year's Eve.
This was the first time Yan Yan and Qi Yi had arrived at Rockefeller Center late, and she had never seen the plaza as crowded as today.
So this is what the Rockefeller Center looks like in the evening?
But with this density, even breathing must feel somewhat stifling, right?
She really didn't know why she had always thought of Rockefeller Center as a romantic place for a date.
Yan Yan was already in a bad mood, and after the scares she just had, she felt even less like eating.
As someone particular about food,
