"Liu Liu, what on earth is going on with you, saying you're sick and suddenly taking a month of leave? We offered to visit, and you wouldn't agree. Do you know how worried we all are?"
Inside the rest lounge on the twenty-ninth floor of the Longevity Club, the decor can be described as absolutely magnificent. The vast space contains two sets of sofas, with the central position occupied by Chu Mo and his group, which includes two kings, the world's richest man, heirs to the world's number one family, and the Yang family's third young master as well as the Long family's eldest young master. Lastly, there was the extraordinarily handsome Xuanyuan Fanghua, making a total of eight people.
At that moment, Liu Liu was pulling a few of her classmates and friends to a side seat, crowding into a smaller set of sofas that held four young men and women, including herself.
