Wu Yong thought Lin Tian would treat him to dinner, so he ordered a table full of dishes. But...
But Lin Tian left, so wouldn't he have to pay for this table of dishes himself?
Thinking about this, Wu Yong felt a sharp pain in his heart, like a knife stabbing into it.
Lin Tian followed behind Xiaogang, and when Xiaogang left, he quickly got into a car and left in a hurry.
Without a car, Lin Tian couldn't keep up with Xiaogang, so he could only turn back.
At this moment, his phone suddenly rang. Answering it, an impatient voice came through: "Where are you? It's already seven, and I don't see you anywhere? Do you have any sense of time?"
"You're in room 66 at Jinluan Hall?" Lin Tian asked casually.
In fact, this was just to confirm whether the middle-aged man was the one calling.
"Yes, I've been waiting for you for half an hour!"
Getting the answer he wanted, Lin Tian directly refused: "Sorry, I have something to do today, I might not make it!"
