Up until boarding the plane.
Lin Zifeng's previous moodiness finally subsided a bit.
"Mr. Lin suddenly changed his mind so drastically, I wonder if it's alright to ask why?"
At this moment, Wang Chongyang, sitting opposite Lin Zifeng, suddenly asked. He wasn't old enough for failing eyesight, so naturally, he could see the way Lin Zifeng was looking at his daughter.
"Uh... well, it's a long story, let's wait until there's an opportunity later to tell you."
While saying this, his peripheral vision once again caught the glimpse of Wang Xiaomin's snow-white thighs and the small gap in between.
To be honest, given Wang Xiaomin's conditions, Lin Zifeng really can't imagine why this woman sought one-night fun at a nightclub in the past?
If Wang Xiaomin truly wanted a special, high-quality Phoenix male, with her qualifications, Lin Zifeng can guarantee that getting any man is merely a matter of her beckoning with her fingers.
