Finally, both parties fulfilled their physiological needs, and Ah Fang drove Lin Mu back to the hotel. Ah Fang wanted Lin Mu's phone number, but Lin Mu refused. Once or twice it's still novel, but over time, it loses its charm. As the president of the Flying Dragon Group, Lin Mu is always surrounded by beautiful women. Even if he wants to sneak around, he can easily find fresher, more attractive partners rather than becoming some older woman's plaything. Lin Mu certainly doesn't like that feeling, so he refused without hesitation.
Just as Lin Mu got out of Ah Fang's car, his phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID and realized it was Sophie. Late at night, what's Sophie calling for? Could it be that the big president is missing him so much that he can't sleep?
"Haha, big president, are you missing me?" Lin Mu laughed as he answered the call.
"I was going to ask how your matter is going, but hearing your tone, I already know the answer." Sophie said.
