"I'm fine," Wu Su shook his head and said, "I've made up my mind. This trip to Thailand, I'll forget about Guo Yi."
"That's great!" Liu Feifei said happily.
Facing Wang Lin, his face filled with respect, he extended his hand willingly.
Guo Yi just nodded indifferently, with no intention of shaking hands, "Hmm!"
Wang Lin showed no sign of embarrassment but smiled instead, "Being able to fly to Morocco with you is my honor. There are too many prying eyes here; let's talk in the VIP room."
"Alright," Guo Yi nodded.
Xiao Liu mentioned a few things to Wang Lin and Xiao Pang, which only made Wang Lin's smile wider.
Xiao Liu turned and left.
Wang Lin and his son ushered Guo Yi into a private VIP room like he was a celebrity. Thanks to Wang Lin's influence domestically and the fact that his private plane was parked at the airport, a hefty parking fee was paid. Consequently, the airport built a private VIP lounge specifically for Wang Lin.
