"Exactly, a cocktail party! I'm going home to take a quick shower and change. I can still make it on time for the party."
Su Sheng decided to put on his formal wear tonight, striving to embody the persona of an outstanding young entrepreneur, and to dazzle as a high-profile business figure for the evening!
He would also fulfill every fantasy that Iceberg had of him. Wasn't it all about looking sharp, and playing the saint? He would just treat it like adhering to the driving theory — 'My heart embraces the world, compassionately sorrowing for mankind; better to be slow by three minutes than rush a single second!'
Zijun could hardly stay seated now. For a party of this level, should she wear an evening gown or something else? Was there still time to buy one? She was very anxious.
