In just over ten minutes, Lin Mu parked the car at the hotel entrance and called Sharapova, who replied that she would be down shortly.
"Damn, what is this about?" Lin Mu was disappointed, but he still maintained a smile on his face, "Bova, you look really beautiful today!"
"Oh, really? Thank you for the compliment, Brother Lin!" Sharapova smiled.
"It's almost time. Why don't we head to the dance party first?"
This is probably the best opportunity to find out whether Sharapova has a tattoo on her chest.
"Okay, let's go!" Sharapova nodded, then waved to the two people behind her, "You two can go back!"
"Yes, Miss Sarah!" The two bodyguards nodded, then turned back to the hotel.
