Mr. Meng seemed quite indulgent with her, and seeing her attitude, he didn't rebuke her at all.
He sat back down, and Linlin, observing this, hurriedly sat on his thigh in such a way to declare her dominance, "Mr. Meng, I just spotted a new Chanel outfit that I fancy."
The man didn't hesitate, "Buy it, use my card when we go back."
"Thank you, Mr. Meng." Linlin leaned forward and planted a fierce kiss on his somewhat aged face, "I knew you care about me the most."
After kissing him, she threw a provocative glance at Nanqiao across from her.
Nanqiao almost spit out the juice she had just drunk. What did she mean by that? Was she afraid that Nanqiao would steal her man?
Not wanting to deal with it, she simply looked away.
Mr. Meng also looked at her and suggested, "Ms. Gu, how about we go play golf later? Linlin really likes golf, and since we are all free today, why don't we go together and have fun?"
Nanqiao, with an apologetic face, "Sorry Mr. Meng, I don't play golf."
