In the private room, seven or eight men and women were sitting there and smoking.
"Come on, let's drink one round." Jiang Shaonan stood up and raised his glass to the folks.
The glasses clinked. Everyone drank up and fell back onto the sofa. The girls sitting next to them immediately poured more.
"Do you think Brother Qiao is coming today?" Young Master He put down his glass and asked.
Song Chenfeng rubbed Chen Shiyan's hand who was sitting next to him. He squinted his narrow eyes and laughed. "It depends on whether our Young Master Gao's face is big enough or not."
Young Master Gao and Brother Qiao were cousins, and they had a good relationship.
Gao Yang rocked his wine glass and the corner of his lips lifted. "It was not for my face. I told Brother Qiao that you are all here and he said he would come. Otherwise, a busy person like him would not have time for me."
