Wu Yun put the incident out of his mind. He'd discovered that once you reach a certain level of wealth, things you once cared deeply about become utterly ordinary.
A Rolls-Royce, for the current Wu Yun, was a perfect example.
The December weather in Modu had officially turned to winter, and everywhere you looked, people were bundled up in padded coats and down jackets.
Wu Yun hadn't brought much luggage to Modu. After all, at Cofco Seaview No.1, Qi Fei had already prepared an entire walk-in closet full of new clothes for him.
Women were like that sometimes, enjoying dressing up all their possessions according to their own tastes—including their boyfriends.
As for things like what to wear, Wu Yun basically never had to worry about it anymore.
Since it was Monday, December 1st, Qi Fei had class, so she just sent Li Fengying to the airport to pick up Wu Yun and Wei Wu.
