"Thank you, Mr. Luo." As Lin Mubai finished speaking, he gently lifted the coffee cup to his lips.
"Not bad, Mr. Luo’s skills are excellent."
"Yeah, someone likes to drink it, so I specifically learned."
For a moment, Lin Mubai didn’t know how to respond; he was clueless about who this "someone" was, whether male or female.
At that moment, Rocky’s voice continued in his ear, "I know why Mr. Lin has come. What I can tell you is, it’s not me who ordered this."
"Then who was it?" Lin Mubai asked, and immediately found it amusing. This was already crystal clear; if it wasn’t Rocky who ordered it, who else could it be? It must be the real owner of ’Champs Elysees’, but who exactly could it be?"
Even when leaving ’Champs Elysees’, this question kept repeating in Lin Mubai’s mind. He then called his good friend Zuo Qingfeng: "Qingfeng, I met with Rocky, the manager of ’Champs Elysees’ today. He was very clear that it wasn’t his decision."
"So what’s the deal?"
"It should be the real owner of ’Champs Elysees’. I’ll have someone investigate. You just focus on the wedding."
The wedding of the great actress is destined to attract attention from all sides, something everyone had anticipated, which is also why the wedding is set at ’Champs Elysees’.
However, a problem arose on the eve of the wedding.
After Xi Yu decided to marry Zuo Qingfeng, she immediately faced a myriad of wedding-related matters, including the choice of bridesmaid. Gao Yuwen seized the opportunity at this time, proactively volunteering to Xi Yu, not giving her any chance to refuse, but got distracted by various other matters afterward, completely forgetting about this until there were only two days left before the wedding. Her future husband Zuo Qingfeng asked her casually, "Wife, have you settled on your bridesmaid?"
The bridesmaid—thinking of this made Xi Yu’s entire face distressed: "Husband."
"What’s wrong?" Zuo Qingfeng had a bad feeling, and when his wife told him the matter, he felt nothing but a headache, refusing her proposal without a second thought: "You can invite Gao Yuwen to the wedding, but you can’t let her be the bridesmaid. You don’t need to worry about the bridesmaid; I’ll figure it out."
Although this man usually listens to her, Xi Yu still knows what should be said and what shouldn’t be.
The real trouble for her was explaining this to Gao Yuwen.
Fortunately, when she called, the other party was understanding: "Yu, we’ve been friends for so long. It’s no big deal; even if I can’t be your bridesmaid, I’ll still watch you be happy."
"Yeah, thanks, Yuwen." Xi Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After hanging up, Gao Yuwen’s face started contorting: "Damn, damn, how could this happen."
The media had already assumed she’d be Xi Yu’s bridesmaid; now with everything changed, it’s uncertain how the media will write about it. More importantly, her plan to become Xi Yu’s bridesmaid was to meet more elite people—that’s her primary goal. Just as importantly, those people would eventually give her face, making many things more convenient for her.
PS: I’ve been sitting too long these days; my back and neck can’t take it. I’ll just update three Chapters for now. Newest update provıded by NoveI[F]ire.net