Within ten minutes, Wei Lin exited the broadcasting and headed back to the car. He had never been one to waste time and was always efficient in his work.
Wei Lin's heart could not help but jump at the sight of the handsome man wearing sunglasses and exhaling smoke in his sports car.
After all this time, he was still amazed by Young Master Mu's face occasionally, even though he had been working for him for several years.
It was fortunate that he was not gay. If not, it would be bad to be smitten by Young Master Mu's face. He would be setting him up for something impossibly out of reach and he would be doomed for life.
Mu Sihan's cold and black eyes glanced at Wei Lin under his sunglasses. His sexy defined lips said coldly, "You don't want your eyes anymore?"
