Chapter 458 - 198 Scum of Spy Literature (Part 2)
Just as a group of men burst in to capture someone, He Tiantian was also quickly scanning her surroundings—
Wooden doors, wooden floors, wooden attic stairs, simple materials, a retro style, the whole house exuded a strong sense of the past era.
As she opened the door, there was a small courtyard outside, with running water, but the faucet, water pipe, and the wooden barrel beside the small pond were all very retro.
However, the walls inside the room were adorned with oil paintings, old-fashioned Western clocks, tables under the windows, and corner tables by the stairs—all in Western styles, decorated further with vases and fresh flowers.
... Everything in front of her resembled Shanghai of the 1930s and 1940s, where tradition mingled with Western influences, and the rustic incorporated petite-bourgeois refinement and charm.
He Tiantian lowered her head, great, she had time-traveled into a man again.
He wasn’t very tall, as his legs seemed short, barely reaching about one meter seventy.
"He" was wearing Western trousers, and as he was at home, he wasn’t wearing leather shoes but a pair of exquisite leather slippers.
Without time to look in the mirror, He Tiantian didn’t yet know what this body looked like or could deduce his age based on his appearance.
But, among the previous group’s chatter, He Tiantian keenly caught on to a key point—Journalist Sugawara?