The old man's thoughts were roughly the same as his; they really wanted to go to the orc world, but hoped it could be later, at least until Fang Hua's birthday was over.

Fang Hua seemed even less interested in the gathering than he was, never mentioning it once.

"Aren't there any gatherings in your district?" Fang Rong finally couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, there is." Fang Hua paused in his act of secretly drinking yogurt.

"Then why aren't you tempted at all?" This is the first time such a large-scale gathering has been held in the entire military region, and this guy doesn't seem to want to go at all.

"Is Fang Rong going?"

"Of course I went," Fang Rong said, arms crossed. "Isn't this a must-do activity?"

"Really?" Fang Hua wasn't interested. "If Fang Rong goes, I'll go too."

"I'm definitely going." Fang Rong looked him up and down. "But I need to buy a couple of outfits to dress up."

Since this is the last gathering, let's make it a bit formal.

He took Fang Hua out to buy clothes during a break, but they kept running into acquaintances at the nearby shops. When they asked, they found out that everyone was in the same boat and didn't want to embarrass themselves at the final gathering.

Even the usually unseen and untouchable girls in the infirmary were dressed to the nines, preparing to make a splash at the party that evening and maybe even marry a wealthy and promising man.

Fang Hua was originally the least interested in this kind of thing, but Fang Rong liked it and insisted on going, so he couldn't refuse. What if Fang Rong got drunk and got kidnapped...

Absolutely not!

Fang Hua secretly followed behind him. He wasn't interested in clothes either; he just took whatever clothes Fang Rong took, making sure to wear the same clothes as Fang Rong, like couple outfits.

Fang Rong was unwilling, mainly because the two of them had different vibes. Fang Hua, on the other hand, was a perfect prince charming, with fair skin and a handsome face, and the clothes suited him perfectly.

Fang Rong's clothes didn't really suit him; it wasn't that they were ugly, but Fang Hua stole the show. If he were alone, it wouldn't be so bad, but Fang Hua was following him around like a shadow.

"You choose first," Fang Rong said, giving him the option.

"Whatever," Fang Hua shrugged.

"I'll let you choose first, but don't wear the same thing as me after you've chosen."

"Why?" Fang Hua looked at him, puzzled.

His thinking was quite different from Fang Rong's. Fang Rong wanted to keep things hidden, while he wanted to announce it to the world and let everyone know that Fang Rong was his.

"I don't want to wear the same thing as you." Wearing the same thing would make me a laughingstock; one of us would look like a high-end designer brand, while the other would look like a cheap knock-off.

"In my eyes, Fang Rong is like a designer brand."

"I'm not a designer brand."

"Who are you."

"no."

"yes."

Fang Rong looked at him with a headache, but in the end she couldn't persuade him otherwise. She still bought the exact same suit, and even chose the ugliest one.

According to Fang Rong's thinking, since he would look ugly no matter what he wore, he might as well make Fang Hua look ugly with him. The two of them bought old-fashioned suits with delicate lace trim, which looked like the clothes of an eighty-year-old woman.

"Doesn't it look like clothes from the last century?"

"No." Fang Hua knew absolutely nothing about the history of the last century.

"Forget it, I've already bought it, what's the point of saying anything more?" Anyway, at least I'll have someone to keep me company if I look ugly.

Because she was too ugly, Fang Rong simply sat in the corner. The party officially began, and people from all four districts came. They booked the entire bar and club and had a great time.

The lighting was dim, and men and women mingled together, creating an indescribably lively atmosphere.

Presumably to let them have more fun, a team of celebrities was brought in from somewhere to entertain them, performing sexy dances and swaying their waists.

As the song began, the atmosphere became unparalleled.

Li Wenyang mingled in the crowd, having a great time. He was most skilled at this kind of activity, and in a short while he had already gotten the phone numbers of three people. Moreover, his eyes were sharp, and each of them looked like someone who was not simple. They were either officials or not, and he even got a woman to pursue him once.

Perhaps he was tired of playing, this guy finally remembered Fang Rong, and after overcoming many obstacles, he came to his side, still holding a glass of red wine in his hand, "Why aren't you playing?"

"Do you think I can walk away like this?" Fang Hua, who was drinking milk, was with him.

Fang Hua particularly disliked this place; it was noisy and chaotic, and the girls were wearing such short skirts—were they trying to seduce Fang Rong?

I won't let you succeed.

Although they were sitting in the corner, they didn't stop making noise. People would occasionally step over, but Fang Hua would always chase them away.

This place is so chaotic, what if someone accidentally bumps into Fang Rong, touches him, and then leads him into a corner...?

Absolutely not!

Fang Hua kept a close eye on things. Anyone who took even the slightest step upwards was sure to fall badly, either being shot in the hand or tripped by a vine. Strange phenomena kept occurring.

“You do your thing, and he does his…” Fang Hua glared at him, and Li Wenyang quickly shut up, “Never mind what I said.”

Fang Rong rolled her eyes. "That's just how he is, just ignore him."

Li Wenyang picked up his wine glass and pointed to the people on the dance floor, "What do you think of that one?"

She was a female, with exquisite features and a refined appearance. Li Wenyang couldn't resist the urge to meet her.

"Hey," Fang Rong grabbed him, "Aren't you the bottom?"

"If there are two attackers, one of them will have to attack." Li Wenyang didn't care at all.

"What about your boyfriend?" Fang Rong waved her hand. "You're not even going to care if he takes your finger?"

"Let's enjoy it first and see what happens," Li Wenyang laughed. "Who knows, we might not be able to handle it."

"You think you can't handle it?" Li Wenyang is almost always successful when he takes action, and there have been virtually no unexpected incidents. In short, this guy only behaved himself for two days before he couldn't resist going wild again.

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