Meanwhile, An Nuonuo was at a gathering with a few members of the Hundred Flowers Club.
The gathering was in a bar.
It was the type of upscale bar where you needed to deposit at least a million to enter.
As Jiang Xu's assets and influence continued to grow,
An Nuonuo now firmly held the central position at such gatherings.
Everyone had drunk a bit, and now they all were a bit tipsy.
Except for An Nuonuo.
She strictly adhered to the rules set by her boyfriend and fiancé when she went out.
Try not to drink if possible.
And if she had to drink, no more than two glasses.
So today she wasn't touching a drop.
"Nuonuo, you'll be getting married in just over two weeks, time really flies."
A woman with a somewhat seductive look, wearing a camisole, gently clung to An Nuonuo's arm.
"Sister Fang Chang," An Nuonuo called out softly.
This woman was a year older than her but was reputed to be quite the player.
Once, she had ordered twelve ducks.
Yes, the kind that talk.