Red Sister leaned her entire body into Feng Lin's embrace, "An old bull eating young grass is a kind of enjoyment, isn't it? Or is it only you men who can enjoy it?"
Feng Lin grabbed Red Sister's wrist and pushed her body away, "You're a bit interesting, woman. Is it because I have the backing of the Wenren Family?"
"No, I have a good eye for people, and I always feel that sir is not simple."
Red Sister exhaled a fragrant breath, whispering into Feng Lin's ear.
"I also feel you're not simple."
Feng Lin wrapped an arm around Red Sister's shoulder, and with his other hand, he caught the red wine and drained it in one gulp.
"Sir, let's have a good talk tonight."
Red Sister's eyes were full of seduction, her tone low and husky.
"I still need to chase after that person, leave me a contact number. If that person comes looking for you, call me immediately."
Feng Lin stood up and took out his phone, saying.
"What a pity."