Outside the hotel, there was a car parked.
The two got into the car, and it started silently.
No need to check out, they had a yearly membership.
As soon as they left, Zhao Zhen, the playboy, could bring his tenth or Nth mistress to take over the presidential suite...
Ding Ruoshui looked at Lin Xiaosu, a voice flowed like water into the depths of his ear: "Where are your old clothes?"
"You bought me a bunch of new clothes, what do I need old clothes for? I threw them away!" Lin Xiaosu replied.
"You're just fickle, you jerk!" Ding Ruoshui said.
"Get it right, I fall for the new, and the new is you, shouldn't you be happy?" Lin Xiaosu said confidently.
"That's exactly what I was waiting for!" Ding Ruoshui said: "When we get back, you should let go of Miao Ruolan and Zhou Xi, I'll take the new role, and the old will be discarded..."
