A Gift for Lin Yun

In a silver Rolls-Royce not far away, Lu Chen narrowed his eyes.

"CEO Lu, Young Master Zheng has an appointment to try on the gown in the afternoon, but Miss Lin… Miss Lin Yu went with her friends early in the morning." Ning Hao put down the phone. "That gown shouldn't be for Miss Lin Yu."

Lu Chen looked through the car window at the red Mercedes-Benz that had already left.

"Got it." Lu Chen retracted his gaze and pondered.

"Third Brother, let me tell you…" Fu Heng was about to tell Lu Chen his new plan when Lu Chen stopped him.

"The Zheng family's banquet." Lu Chen's voice sounded deep.

Fu Heng was stunned for a moment. "Yes, yes, the Zheng family's banquet…"

"The day after tomorrow at 7 pm. The invitation has already been sent to your table. Anyway, you won't be going…" Fu Heng didn't react for a moment and said a lot.

He looked up and saw Ning Hao gesturing something to him.