On a whim, he invited Shen Jinmo and Ruan Jizhou to join him.
Upon hearing that Lu Zhiwei would be there, Shen Jinmo glanced at the time and realized it was almost midnight, fearing he would be late.
He didn't even have time to change his clothes before driving straight to the restaurant.
Qi Mingli arrived early with the artists.
As Shen Jinmo entered the private room, Qi Mingli stood up and came to his side, hooking his arm around his shoulder: "You're quite eager to come."
Qi Mingli, with his keen sense of smell, immediately detected the stench emanating from Shen Jinmo: "Brother, did you fall into a latrine? You smell terrible."
Qi Mingli withdrew his hand in disgust and quickly went to the restroom to wash it.
The men's cologne he was wearing couldn't mask the scent emanating from Shen Jinmo.
Shen Jinmo lowered his head and sniffed; it seemed to be a little.
He was extremely concerned about his image, and he couldn't tolerate being laughed at at a dinner party.
He immediately got up and went out, booked a nearby hotel, took a shower, and asked Lin Jing to bring his clothes over.
Going back would be too time-consuming, especially during rush hour; a round trip would likely mean missing the meal.
Shen Jinmo cleaned himself up, changed into a black coat, and emerged from the hotel looking refreshed.
The old house manager's car was parked in front of the hotel.
Upon seeing the car, Shen Jinmo had a bad feeling, and a layer of frost covered his gloomy eyes: "Why are you here?"
"Young master, Madam requests that you return to the old mansion immediately."
"I don't have time right now." Shen Jinmo coldly refused and strode towards the restaurant across the street.
The butler reached out to block his way: "Young master, Madam said that if you don't go back, you won't be able to see her one last time."
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