"Who would've thought that I could make women go crazy like this now," Fang Jueyu said as he left the changing room and headed back to the gala event venue.
There was absolutely no way he could say he felt nothing just now, unless he wasn't a man at all. But he wasn't interested in that kind of woman, even if she threw herself at him; he still couldn't muster any interest.
Guo Xinyu and Bianase hadn't returned yet, so Fang Jueyu decided to find a spot by himself to enjoy the fine wine and gourmet food.
During this time, people kept coming over to greet him and get acquainted. Some were wealthy elites from various fields, and some were fellow Grammy Award nominees, though Fang Jueyu didn't recognize most of them. However, with his increasingly rich social skills, Fang Jueyu managed to handle them with ease.
"Wow!" Suddenly, a cry of praise came from the direction of the changing room.
