Everything that shouldn't be shown is well covered, just this little requirement.
"So reluctantly, do I have poor taste?" she asked skeptically.
"No, it's just that I don't really want to go anymore," Gu Annan said, his gaze fixed and his tone indifferent and lazy.
Lu Wanwan stepped forward and took his arm, "Let's go."
His lips curved into a smile, and they finally headed out together.
*
The banquet hall was huge, with a whole floor of the luxurious Imperial Palace Hotel reserved for the event.
The moment the two entered, they attracted countless gazes—groves of men and women looked their way, filled with astonishment and curiosity.
Since when did Manchester have such personages—a man of distinguished grace, a woman elegant and composed—obviously not just ordinary folks.
"That woman looks familiar—wasn't she the one involved in that big commotion at Jin'an not long ago?"
