Fully aware of being undeserving of this honor, I was somewhat absent-minded during the interview, let alone at this celebration banquet where I felt like sitting on pins and needles.
After leaving the banquet and checking my phone, I was bombarded by a friend with all the societal gossip about aristocratic family feuds, with the news starring myself and Song Sizhi. Unable to sit still, Mei Yao left the banquet and headed straight to a nightclub.
But this person belonged to the same circle as Song Sizhi, and although there were some second-generation rich friends who enjoyed clubbing and flirting, knowing it was one thing, actually partaking was another matter altogether.
Thus, the person came, but didn't go in.
Insistently guarding by Song Sizhi's car, playing the waiting game.
"Drank too much," Song Sishen placed the person in the back seat, looking at Mei Qiong.
