Su Weidong suddenly recalled Lin Zhiwei's over-the-top flattery towards the male driver earlier. That seemed a bit strange.
Could it be that Lin Zhiwei was smitten by his good looks and charm? The thought sent a chill down Su Weidong's spine.
Yes, that had to be it. Lin Zhiwei preferred men, he had always greeted the handsome Mo Huasong with a shy smile. Now, when he looked at him, it was with kind of devious smirk. A wolf in sheep's clothing truly.
Lin Zhiwei smirked, "Haha, well, our hotel is having a raffle today, and all guests staying in the Imperial Suite get a free set of clothes."
"Do I get one too?" Du Ling asked excitedly.
In your dreams, Lin Zhiwei insulted Du Ling internally.
Su Weidong is Mr. Mo's good friend, that's why I'm trying to impress him. You, on the other hand, are just tagging along with Su Weidong, what's the use of pleasing you?
However, with Mo Huasong next to him, Lin Zhiwei dared not wrong her and reluctantly said, "Yes, you too."
