Sheng Ting glanced at the girl beside her. Her radiant countenance was quite alluring.
His gaze deepened and he asked in a relaxed manner, "Dinner together tonight?"
Gu Mang looked down. Standing languidly with legs bent and typing on her phone slowly, she replied mildly, "I have something on tonight."
Sheng Ting sighed regretfully. "All right, next time then."
Anyways, there would be more opportunities for them to work together in the future.
…
In the suburban district of the capital, inside the sumptuous clubhouse.
The entire private room was full of juniors from the capital's powerful families. Their appearances were all outstanding.
A few people gathered around a table to play mahjong.
Qin Fang dropped a card casually.
"Mahjong!" He Yidu's smile was quite deserving of a beating. "Old Qin, do you want to count how much you lost tonight?"
