"Mr. Lin is returning to the basics after getting tired of driving sports cars. Meanwhile, we've never ridden in a supercar before," Qian Xu complimented.
"Actually, sports cars are really nothing. They're not as comfortable as their Panamera. They still know how to enjoy their travel. I can't do the same."
Li Xueru's face alternated between red and white.
She had been completely crushed today. She didn't have any face left.
Thinking of this, Xueru quickly got into her car and left with Gao Renxing. She didn't want to continue losing face.
Lin Yi and Song Jia also left the Peninsula Hotel under the praise of the others.
"Vice-President Lin, are the Peninsula Hotel and Wangjiang Dock really yours?"
In the passenger seat, Song Jia asked in disbelief.
"Can't they be mine?"
"Then why did you go to work at the school? And now you're even running errands. Is it to chance upon a romantic encounter?"
