บท 751: A Gathering

July 25th, 6pm. Silkroad Grand Hotel, Heixi City.

Lou Cheng stood in front of the mirror. He smiled as Yan Zheke helped him adjust his collar and make sure there weren't any creases.

"Alright! So handsome." Shel took a few more looks, clapped her hands, and nodded her head in satisfaction.

Lou Cheng looked at himself in the mirror. He was wearing a white martial arts suit that brought out his youth, with black stripes on the trim which symbolize stability. It exemplified his own style and made his average face more pleasing to the eyes.

He broke into silent laughter and said, "Don't go against your conscience to compliment me. I've always done better with personality and not superficial looks."

Pfft… Yan Zheke burst into laughter. She scrunched her cute, upturned nose and said,

"Haven't you heard that beauty lies in the eye of the beholder? Or are you saying you don't trust your wife's taste?"