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"Sigh, the joy of the wealthy is beyond imagination!" Fang Jueyu couldn't have imagined before that a star, considered a "goddess" by many, would throw herself at him. But now, it seemed like a very ordinary thing, and maybe he'd get used to it if it happened more often.
After blowing in the cold wind for an hour, Fang Jueyu returned to the party. Everyone was still chatting and drinking, as it was too early to do any questionable activities. The required socializing was still in order.
Hilton, Arnold, and Slim were gathered together, laughing and talking about something.
"Mr. Fang! You're back?" The three of them immediately gave Fang Jueyu meaningful smiles when they saw him.
Fang Jueyu was too lazy to explain, as such things seemed completely normal in their eyes.
"Tsk tsk tsk, young people will be young!" Hilton said enviously, "I wish I were your age!"
