Yan Feifan and Wang Chuan waited at the cocktail party until 10:30 PM, but the artist they had an appointment with never showed up, so they headed home.
The cocktail party was by no means a wasted trip. They had finalized two surgeries and met quite a few potential clients.
Yan Feifan, in particular, had even booked a corrective surgery for a congenital heart defect a year from now.
He was confident that when the time came, as long as the pretty boy hadn't gotten a heart transplant or kicked the bucket, he would come looking for him.
The guy might have seemed carefree and indifferent to matters of life and death, but the terror that lies between them is immense. How many people can truly transcend that?
The vast majority of people still cherish their lives and fear death.
「The next morning」
Tian Yu, who had received T-shirts signed by numerous film and television stars, was shouting and screaming with delight, absolutely ecstatic.
