It was five thirty in the afternoon.
The Audi was cruising along the Third Ring Road in Beidou, with Zhou Wang sitting in the back seat, chatting on the phone with Jiang Mo.
"You really don't want to go, huh? I heard they hired chefs from the state guesthouse and even a real celebrity to perform. Plus, there's that amazing pianist. What was their name again? Oh, whatever, you probably wouldn't care about that anyway... All right then, focus on your rehearsal. I'll come find you if I get done early..."
Sitting beside him, Jiang Qingkui listened silently, a complex expression flashing in her eyes.
It was rare to see Zhou Wang being so gentle, given his usual demeanor. He might not have noticed it himself, but he was struggling to keep his smile in check...
Soon, Zhou Wang hung up the call and casually asked Jiang Qingkui, "You're really not going?"
"You know I'm not interested in these kinds of events, and I'm a bit worried too."
