Fattie let out a cold snort.
"What are you thinking? What do you even amount to? How exactly do you plan to impress Mr. Han?!"
The male model mumbled in reply, "Anything goes, depending on what he..."
Damn!
Fattie shuddered and broke out in a cold sweat, resolving to go to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow...
...
As the admiring and fervent gazes of the girls fell on him, Mr. Han's mood remained stable. His attitude was distant and aloof.
It wasn't all an act.
After all, Han Lie had his share of experience with such gatherings.
It was habitual for tycoons to bring young beauties to these events, and the young, pretty girls always loved to mingle at the tycoons' parties.
Take a photo, post it on social media, and their social standing soared.
Listening to the tycoons boast broadened their horizons, and their desire for vicarious excitement was greatly satisfied.
Enjoying the fine food, savoring good wine—that moment felt like eternity.
