Chapter 947 Birds of a Feather, Until the Storm Hits

• His voice was flat, no ripples at all. “Why wouldn’t you want to go? Everyone’s bringing a date. If I don’t bring you, who else would I bring?”
• Tobi didn’t really like these kinds of events either. In business, he could do whatever he wanted—if he didn’t feel like going, he’d just decline.
• What he dreaded most was this kind of old classmates’ obligation. They were all former classmates; if they invited you every time and you kept turning them down, people would start muttering behind your back.