"Alright." Daniel Wilson forced himself to perk up and pushed open the revolving door to go in.
"Remember not to talk nonsense, just say you just came from accompanying a client, don't leave a bad impression on your Aunt Von." Michael Wilson advised worriedly.
"Got it, got it."
Daniel Wilson agreed eagerly, but once inside, he was a bit dumbfounded.
Because he had forgotten to ask Jennifer Von which spot they had reserved, he was about to ask the front desk when a beautifully dressed woman with a good figure walked past him, bringing a slight floral fragrance that immediately caught his attention.
The girl was extremely pretty, her skin was so white it seemed to glow, dressed fashionably, with a pair of long, slender, straight legs that seemed straight out of a comic.
Daniel Wilson was instantly mesmerized, instinctively whistled, and when the girl looked over, he put on a smile he thought was charming and actively approached her: "Hey beautiful, can I have your WeChat?"
