As everyone passed by the lounge, they couldn't resist glancing inside.
Asher Land sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding a coffee in one hand and flipping through a magazine resting on his lap with the other.
He naturally exuded an elegant and noble aura, making people involuntarily take a few extra looks.
"Tsk tsk, such a man is truly favored by the heavens, having everything he desires. Alas, when can I become like him?" sighed a bespectacled man, seemingly lamenting the unfairness of fate.
"In your next life," someone mercilessly chided, "or maybe if you crawl back into your mother's womb and try again, do you think that's feasible?"
"..."
As time passed by minute by minute, he glanced at his watch and found he had been waiting here for three and a half hours.
He patiently continued to sit on the sofa, while Sunny outside the lounge seemed a bit restless.
