"Where exactly are you taking me?" Yulin asked Tang Mo with some curiosity as she sat in the spacious backseat of the Rolls-Royce.
Tang Mo replied with feigned mystery, "You'll find out in a moment."
He remembered the romantic moment he and Yue'er had shared in the car yesterday and then instantly felt that thinking of Yue'er while with Yulin was just too despicable of him...
Wes, who was driving, was wholly focused on the road; he didn't care how many women Tang Mo was flirting with in the car—such things were too commonplace for him to be concerned about; this was nothing for Tang Mo.
Even if he only achieved one percent, or even one thousandth, of Tang Mo's fortune, he would still be counted among the most successful men in the world.
After all, beneath Tang Mo's castle lay a veritable mountain of Gold! The man sitting in the car commanded the world's most powerful warships and had the most terrifying connections.
