At the thought that he would soon win the favor of a top-tier goddess he had never even dared to dream of before—
He could even personally pin such a lofty flower beneath him.
Wu Xiao's heart raced with wild thoughts, his blood boiling as even his breathing grew heavier!
Wu Xiao took a deep breath of the café's expensive scented air, forcibly suppressing the seductive thoughts in his heart that were on the verge of exploding.
He picked up the Blue Mountain coffee before him and began waiting patiently.
Ten minutes passed.
Twenty minutes passed.
Half an hour...
Until a full hour had completely gone by, and the coffee on the table had long since gone cold.
Yet there was still no sign of anyone pushing open the private room's door.
Li Menglu, the multimillion-follower influencer who had been haunting his thoughts, had not shown so much as a shadow.
Only then
did Wu Xiao's mind, thoroughly blinded by his nouveau riche mentality, finally sense that something was wrong.
His brows knitted fiercely into a deep furrow, and a trace of impatient irritation flashed through his eyes.
Inside, he complained speechlessly.
"What the hell is wrong with this woman? Does she have no sense of time at all?"
"The night before last, I went crazy sending her a full thirty million yuan worth of Soundwave gifts in her livestream!"
"Thirty million!"
"Now I've lowered myself to invite her out for a meal, and she actually dares to put on airs and stand me up?!"
"Am I some prehistoric beast that eats people? Does she really need to hide from me like this?"
A powerful sense of humiliation from being toyed with and ignored surged into his heart.
Wu Xiao instinctively felt displeased and angry.
With a cold face, he