The next morning dawned.
Chen Mo had just woken up when he received a message from Li Fanghua.
Li Fanghua said she was already on her way to Chen Mo's neighborhood and told him to come down early.
After getting up and washing, Chen Mo looked at his refreshed self in the mirror.
Today he had gotten ready with particular attention to looking neat and tidy.
A plain white T-shirt, a pair of grey casual pants, and a pair of sporty white sneakers.
Chen Mo had made some effort; he knew that for wealthy people like her, no matter how fancy your clothes or how branded they were, it wouldn't matter.
Because people of that caliber deal with this aspect far too often; they're already numb to it.
You're rich, but can you be as rich as them?
On the contrary, if you dress cleanly and refreshingly, you can actually gain a favorable impression.
Chen Yanxi felt curious about how Chen Mo was so lifeless yesterday, yet mysteriously buzzing with energy today.
