The wedding banquet had officially begun; the bride and groom had already descended from the stage and started making the rounds for toasts, which essentially meant there was no further need for Chu Mo's role as the best man.
After greeting Li Fei, Chu Mo left in a hurry with Xia Xue.
The Rolls-Royce Phantom and the Bentley Mulsanne turned around and headed in the direction of the financial district skyscraper in Modu, where the Shuimu Nianhua Club was located nearby.
Xia Xue, sitting beside him, originally had a pale complexion that gradually gained a blush, though whether it was due to her improving health or slight excitement, he did not know.
Sitting quietly in the back seat of the Phantom, Chu Mo hesitated for a moment before pulling out his phone, scrolling through his contacts, and pressing the call button. After a few rings, Dong Xun'er on the other end picked up.
"Mr. Chu!"
