C173 Birthday Dinner

The butler respectfully handed the invitation to Shen Yurong and left quietly.

Shen Yurong lazily and casually flipped the invitation card. His ink-black eyes gradually revealed a cold chill that seemed to be able to freeze ice.

This invitation card, written in black and red, clearly stated that it only invited him and not Pi Luoluo's name.

Shen Yurong's face was cold and indifferent