"Hi, Mr. Lyman, we meet again!"

As soon as Sherry Lu saw Lyman Smith, he surrounded him like a bee seeing a flower.

Lyman Smith narrowed his eyes and looked at Lu Rujing carefully. This woman was good-looking, but it was a pity that she had a strong smell of dust. Tonight, she was wearing a fiery red close fitting dress, with her curly hair sticking strangely to her head. She was exactly the dancing girl on the dance floor.

"Mr. Lyman, would you like to have a drink with me?" Cloris giggled.

"Of course!"

Cloris was overjoyed. She came closer to Lyman Smith and said with a smile, "I...