"Yes."
The man's voice was full of magnetic allure, tinged with a coldness.
Everyone followed the source of the voice and looked, as a tall and straight figure came into view.
With broad shoulders and a slim waist, the man wore a specially made black suit. Even through the clothing, his firm and sexy muscle lines were faintly visible.
He was a living clothes hanger.
The group of people stood there, dumbfounded.
My God, isn't that the Crown Prince?
It's the Crown Prince, the protagonist of tonight's social gathering! The President himself! He actually admitted to 'Yes' just now.
Is it so?
Is it really like that?
Was that special invitation really bestowed by him, giving a different kind of treatment?
"Mr. President..." A noblewoman eagerly approached, dragging her daughter, "Mr. President... This is my daughter, she has admired you for a long time!"
The noblewoman spoke while pushing her daughter in front of the man.
