"This is one of the best hotels in Los Angeles, the Ryerson Hotel."
Soon, Saint Anna personally drove Lin Zifeng around the city of Los Angeles aimlessly for a while before finally bringing him to the entrance of a very luxurious hotel, pointing at it as she introduced the place.
"Uh, Miss Saint Anna, I think you might have misunderstood my itinerary. I'm not here for sightseeing, so please just take me to any hotel," Lin Zifeng said from inside the car, awkwardly intertwining his fingers, unsure of how to explain to her.
"There's a banquet on the hotel's top floor tonight, it's worth attending," she said, and began to drive the sports car towards the hotel's underground parking lot.
"I think you haven't quite grasped my mood right now," Lin Zifeng immediately jumped out of the sports car.
"Mr. Lin, I think you'll really enjoy the banquet tonight," Saint Anna continued to entice, completely forgetting Lin Zifeng's urgent matters.
