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For this party, Guan Shimeng had put in so much effort, which Xu Fan had witnessed firsthand.
He definitely couldn't, because of himself, let her miss this opportunity.
Besides, he also wanted to see exactly what Ke Longxiang was up to by showing up here—what kind of scheme was hiding in his gourd.
Clap, clap, clap.
At this moment, Ke Longxiang's piano piece came to a complete end, and a group of beautiful female hosts gathered around the stage started clapping furiously.
"Ke Shao, you're so handsome!"
"You're literally my idol."
To say that they were fawning over him seemed to be an understatement at this point.
However, their attitudes were not difficult to understand.
After all, Ke Longxiang was young and rich, and under that head of golden hair was a face that could be called handsome; even without any effort, many women would be eager to ******** for a long time without playing, and it had become rusty."
