"This is the private room Mr. Song Bin just entered, hey, are you going to go in here?" Lin Shu looked at Song Xiaodong as he arrived at the door of a private room and immediately asked in a low voice.
Song Xiaodong said with a stern face, "Correct."
Lin Yao looked at the two imposing men standing at the door, grimaced, and said, "The bodyguards at the door are fierce; they won't let us in. Let's just forget it."
"Hmph," Song Xiaodong snorted coldly and walked straight toward the door.
"Hey, what are you doing? Have you lost your mind? Didn't you say you're not a fan of Song Bin? What is this for?" Lin Shu exclaimed in surprise, grabbing Song Xiaodong's arm with both hands.
Zhong Chuling also clutched Song Xiaodong's arm from the other side, anxiously saying, "Grandpa Song, what are you trying to do?"
Song Xiaodong said coldly, "My friend is inside." Then, with a shake of his arm, he had already shaken off their hands and approached the bodyguards directly.
