Gu Shaocheng fantasized about the evening, imagining this place beautifully decorated, incredibly romantic, and the woman being so moved that she might cry. Should he prepare some more tissues for her to wipe her tears?
Perfect!
He would make her confess her feelings tonight!
When Gu Shaocheng took action, he always succeeded!
The butler was more confused. He had served his master for many years and had never seen him so attentive to such trifling matters, let alone seen him, a man who usually liked to appear deep, get so excited that he forgot himself, snapping his fingers and involuntarily starting to sway.
It looked as if he might start dancing at any moment.
Under the sunlight, he radiated an irresistible charm. After swaying for a few moments, he suddenly realized something was wrong and abruptly stopped his dance, quickly coughing and immediately feeling regretful.
Darn, he had lost his composure!
