He looked at the mirror that was covered by a cloud of moisture, and his white body was drenched from the water running down to his wrapped towel at his waist. He ran his hand through his soaked hair and wiped off the moisture in the mirror.
Leansei looked at it as he put on his glasses, and he could see how beautiful and good-looking Kean was. He just realized that they have the same shaped faces, kissable lips, and almond eyes with the same gray pupil.
It was the second time he saw Kean's face, and he was wondering if Kean usually looked like this.
' Does Kean have grey eyes too? I couldn't remember at all. Maybe he has. It has been almost a month since I transmigrated from this body. '
Leansei walked out of his bathroom and glanced at the bed when he saw a blue blazer, a black v-neck, and blue pants. He dried his hair before wearing the formal clothes. He took the watch that was prepared along with the clothes, a classic metal buckle, and put on his black shoes.
He looked at the cheval glass, and he never saw himself wearing these kinds of clothes before. He never tried going to a first-class fancy dinner meeting, and he never tried living how Kean lived his life before the incident.
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Leansei looked at the mirror intently as the thought popped into his mind that, sooner or later, he would need to leave this luxurious life, his amazing friends, and Xerchin.
' Can't I spend more time? Can't I be selfish for once? I don't want to leave them just like that. ' Leansei said in his mind when someone knocked on his door.
He came back to reality and fixed his blazer before going out of his room. He saw Mrs. Ferech with her long, glittering black dress and a small pouch in her hands.
Mrs. Ferech looked at her son intently and gently wiped off his blazer as if there was dust lingering in his clothes. "You grew up so fast, son. I'm glad that you're doing just fine." Mrs. Ferech said with a soft tone of voice and a kind smile.
' I'm also thankful for meeting you and treating me to what I've been longing for since then. '
"Let's go. Your brother and father were waiting for us downstairs." She said and clung her hand around Leansei's arm as they walked towards the grand staircase.
As she said, Mr. Ferech was in his formal black attire and Felean was in dark blue formal attire. Leansei assisted Mrs. Ferech by walking down the stairs carefully.
When they reached the end, Mr. Ferech went to Mrs. Ferech and held her hand gently as he put his arm around Mrs. Ferech's waist.
"Here I'll assist you, Honey."
"Thank you, gentleman." Mrs. Ferech said.
"You look good, Mom." Felean said with a smile on his lips. Leansei looked down as he felt left out. He flinched when Mrs. Ferech put her hand into Leansei's shoulders.
"Son, you may not remember or feel anxious, but we can say no to this event for once." Mrs. Ferech said, and Leansei glanced at Mr. Ferech. His sweet smile turned to a cold look, and Felean's smile changed to annoyed.
"Honey, we can't cancel this. This is the most important event, and refusing it makes us incompetent and rude. " Mr. Ferech said, and looked at his watch.
"I'm just saying, hon. Our son--" She couldn't finish it when Mr. Ferech gently held Mrs. Ferech's arms and took her away.
"He looks fine. Let's go, we are running late." Mr. Ferech said. Felean glanced at Leansei with his hand in his pocket.
"Just act like you used to. If you mess it up, I'll beat you up. " Felean said and followed his parents. Leansei looked down and closed his eyes as he gave a deep breath before following them behind.
On the other hand, the event was held in a luxurious building. It was one of the famous buildings for rich and wealthy families who wanted to celebrate their events. It has an 80th floor, and the floors from 50th to 80th were lavishly decorated in red carpet, beige, and gold designs.
The dinner meeting was divided into two. Elite families aren't just normal families; they have been divided by status. The dinner meeting of the upper middle class was on the 77th, in the Victorian dining room with purple and black, dark shades of yellow. The smart ambient lighting, dazzling metallic accents, and big-size wallpaper may elevate the style quotient of this unspoiled living space. While the upper class was located above the upper middle class dining room, it was held in the 78th with those that were associated with royalty victorial design, Floral drapes, antique rugs, and wonderful red walls may bring new life to Victorian dining rooms.
There were people at the tables who were enjoying talking to each other in their extravagant clothes and laughing in a sophisticated manner.
"The Ferechs are running late. They should have arrived earlier than us. " A mid woman said.
"There were a lot of reporters outside."
"Of course, but I already called the management to not let any reporters slide through."
"But have you heard? There will be a big announcement today." "
Of course, Mr. Vcheroi wouldn't let their powerful place be just for nothing. "
"I bet too."
"Seems like the son of Mr. and Mrs. Ferech, recovered quickly."
"Yes, and we heard rumors that he changed. He isn't that obedient anymore."
The mid-30's guy laughed histerically. "Mr. Vcheroi must be anxious, putting their son in front and rushing the engagement."
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There are several families from different clans: Mr. & Mrs. Rinea along with their son, Mr. & Mrs. Colazs along with their daughter, Mr. Devon with his only son, Mr. & Mrs. Corshe along with their polite son, and Mr. Linea along with his daughter.
The ambience of the room was full of sophistication and Victorian style, which made their dinner meeting luxurious and fabulous. The maids formed a line a few meters away from the wall, with the butcher in front of the door.
There are tenacious voices within the four walls as they chatter, with laughter and different topics and subjects.
The butcher raised his hand with an empty wine glass and blasted the stainless steel spoon into the glass, which made an audible noise and caught everyone's attention.
They glanced at the entrance room, and for once, it became quiet. The butcher bowed at them to show respect to the elite families.
"Greetings to everyone who is present today. Before we started the dinner meeting, the Ferech family finally showed up. Please greet them with applause. " Butcher said, and the door automatically opens.
The people inside clap their hands as they greet the Ferech family. Mrs. Ferech's hands were wrapped around her husband's arm, and behind them, Felean was giving a confident smile and posture. Leansei was looking down as he was walking with an anxious look. But he thought that he shouldn't make Kean's family a laughing stock.
Leansei isn't used to crowds, let alone sophisticated people. He felt so left out since he wasn't born into a rich and wealthy family.
"Mr. and Mrs. Ferech! What a lavish family. It was a pleasure to meet you. " Mrs. Rinea, a mid-40's woman, as she approached them, offering her hand for a handshake.
Mr. and Mrs. Ferech talked to some businesswomen and men who are well known in the business industry. Leansei flinched when someone tapped his shoulder. He turned his head and saw Corshe in his formal attire. His hair was still curly, and his beautiful smile never left his lips.
"W-what? You're here too? " Leansei asked with disbelief. He laughed and let Corshe take him towards the table that was full of Italian and Victorian cuisine.
"Ahuh. I don't have the intention of coming, but my father's pride can't be crossed. " Corshe he said, as he took a piece of food from the table. Leansei looked at the crews and they didn't care less. "Xeilin and that idiot Revin are also here." Leansei glances at Corshe with a jovial look.
"Where are they?" Leansei asked as he looked around the room.
"They're here but not on this floor." Corshe said as he put the food in his mouth and started chewing.
"Where are they?" Leansei asked. Corshe swallowed his food first before responding.
"They are below us. That's how dinner meetings take place every year." Corshe said as he stopped chewing and looked at his food seriously. "But they would be here after the dinner meeting. We will all go to the rooftop before this event ends. It has become a tradition now."
Leansei nodded as he looked at his shoes, which were shining under the three chandeliers on the ceiling. Everything was luxurious. The design was crimson red, along with black and gold.
The butler raised his empty wine glass again and tapped the steel into the glass. They glanced at the entrance again, and that made their mouths shut.
"The dinner meeting will start now, as Mr. Vcheroi, along with Mr. Roshie, Mr. and Mrs. Closhe, and their sons and daughters, are behind these doors. Please give them a round of applause. " The butcher said as he moved to the side while bowing his head. The door once again opened automatically as the families were mentioned. Leansei glanced at the surroundings when he felt the intimidating tension rising in the atmosphere.
Mr. Vcheroi was in his formal attire with sophisticated gestures. Behind him were Mr. Roshie and Mr. and Mrs. Closhe, and behind them were their sons and daughters.
Leansei swallowed as he eyed Mr. Vcheroi, the father of Beidhen and Xerchin. He felt an extreme shiver under his spine from the tremendous intimidation he gave just by looking at him.
From the families who had just arrived, Xerchin fixed his blazer as he glanced around. That made Beidhen glance at his brother and smirk.
"You're looking for your wife, huh? When your fiance is beside you? " A teasing tone from Beidhen while smirking at Xerchin. He glanced at Beidhen and gave him a glare. While beside Xerchin, Seleigh glanced at him when he heard what Beidhen said.
"Shut up. I shouldn't have defied that old man for bringing you. " Xerchin said while still looking around. "And it's not like you're not looking for someone when you got here, brother. It's not like your fiance is beside you. " Beidhen diverts his face with a pout on his lips.
' Argh! This bastard... I'm not looking for someone at all! '
Beidhen glances at Revinah in her beautiful dress. She has silky hair and an attractive face. Revinah glanced at Beidhen and fixed her eyeglasses. Revinah Closhe is soon to be Beidhen's fiance. She has a goddess face that every guy could fall for.
Beidhen glanced away and put his arm around Xerchin's shoulder with a proud smirk. "That makes us brothers." Xerchin minced and removed Beidhen's arms as he fixed his formal attire.
"Xerchin, let's talk after the dinner meeting." Mr. Xin said as he turned his face to the side and looked at his business partners. Leansei just looked at his father annoyedly. Beidhen's jovial face changed to a serious one, and he looked at his brother.
"I told you, I don't have to go." Beidhen said, but Xerchin didn't respond and glared around annoyedly. His annoyed expression changed when he saw what he was looking for. Leansei felt the loud beat in his heart as his eye contacted the blue-attractive eyes of Xerchin.
Leansei pretended that he didn't see him and just talked to the talkative Corshe, who was eating some snacks at the table. They came to a halt when someone approached them; Corshe looked at him and looked at Leansei, but Leansei was expressionless as he looked at Tyvan.
"You're the guy back at the university, right?" Corshe asked. Leansei closed his eyes and gave a deep breath.
He forgot that Tyvan was also from an elite family. He almost forgot everything about Tyvan, and he also wanted to cut their ties, but he couldn't do that since this wasn't his life at all.
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Xerchin stopped when he saw Tyvan talking to Leansei and Corshe, who were uncomfortable. Xerchin was about to walk towards them when Seleigh held Xerchin's arm to stop him from walking away. He glanced at her hand with a cold stare.
"D-don't go." She said, while looking away.
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