Constantly thinking about someone or something, there will be an echo.

Xinghao.

Michelin restaurant.

Geng Long accompanied Song Chaoge for breakfast. "Has Young Master Guo not woken up yet?"

"He's much more disciplined than both of us."

Song Chaoge laughed.

Logically speaking, scions like Guo Anle should succumb to the vices of arrogance and debauchery, since they're destined from birth to never face any financial pressures.

Yet in actuality, even in his daily routine, Guo Anle is quite proper, getting up on time the next day even if he played in the casino until late the night before.

Perhaps this is the fundamental difference between prestigious and influential families and the nouveau riche.

"He went to visit the fourth wife."

Hearing this, Geng Long suddenly realized and laughed as well, "If Young Master Guo can truly end up with Miss He, it would surely become a beautiful tale."

Song Chaoge seemed indifferent, "These kinds of matters also depend on fate. They can't be forced."