"Don't forget the dinner at six, that's it, goodbye."
Su Sheng suddenly lost interest, not wanting to listen anymore, and decided never to try discussing the gap with a madman.
"What kind of person is this!"
Lan Yuling wanted to draw her sword, but since Su Sheng wasn't in front of her, she could only wait to speak in the evening.
Finally, Su Sheng had some time to visit a bar, where sleeping in, practicing boxing, and drinking summed up what he considered getting back on track in life.
Time flowed like water, yet only an afternoon had passed. Zijun personally drove a newly acquired Porsche 911. She didn't fancy luxurious cars much, she believed in eye-catching simplicity, liking what she saw was enough for her.
She didn't plan to arrive late today but intended to go early for the appointment since wouldn't the man inviting guests essentially mean she's hosting? Moreover, she had already coordinated with Wang Yan, agreeing to cover tonight's expenses.
