Seeing that look on Lin Wanyu's face, Gao Yuan knew she was up to no good.
"What kind of 'special'?"
"We came here to sing our hearts out, what else?"
Lin Wanyu didn't believe a word of it. She scoffed.
"I'll ask Meiting later and see what you used to get up to when you came here."
Gao Yuan wasn't the least bit worried by Lin Wanyu's threat.
Meiting would always take his side. No matter what Lin Wanyu asked, the answer would just be singing and drinking.
He was a perfect gentleman, after all. He would never get involved in any of that flashy, questionable stuff.
The three of them waited for a bit, and Qin Yichuan was the first to arrive.
His wife was by his side, with their two children in tow.
Although Qin Yichuan wasn't exactly handsome, his wife was stunning—a standard accessory for a wealthy man, it seemed.
What's more, their son and daughter were quite good-looking, having apparently escaped the influence of Qin Yichuan's genes.
