"Ahem, Guo'er, my dear, we're here," Lin Kuang said as he stopped the car.
At that moment, the entrance of the Red Dust Club was packed with luxury cars. Rolls-Royces, Lamborghinis, Porsches, Bentleys—it looked like a high-end car show.
"Well, since we're here, let's get out," Lin Guo'er said.
Lin Kuang nodded, parked the car, and then got out with Lin Guo'er. The time was 6:40 PM, just shy of seven.
"Let's go," Lin Guo'er said with a smile, taking Lin Kuang's arm as they walked into the Red Dust Club.
Hou Mingshi had booked the entire sixth floor. Since he was back in town and organizing the reunion, he naturally wanted to make a big impression. It was a chance to flaunt his status and, of course, show off a little.
They took the elevator straight to the sixth floor. Soft music filled the entire level, and about twenty people were already there. As Lin Kuang and Lin Guo'er entered, a waiter immediately approached to greet them.
