Lin Muxue picked up her phone and thought for a moment before leaving a message for Zhao Yaqian: "Qianqian, I have something to deal with tonight regarding Isa Beauty Industry. Let's talk about it later."
As soon as she put down her phone, she saw Tang Song waving at her from not far away.
Lin Muxue hurriedly walked over to him.
The two walked out of the banquet hall and along the corridor, turning left and right, twisting and turning for a while.
They arrived at a luxurious private elevator.
This area was very quiet and only had this one elevator.
The silver elevator doors slowly opened.
The two stepped inside.
Tang Song casually took a card from his pocket and swiped it across the sensor.
Then he pressed the button for the 30th floor.
Presidential suite?
Lin Muxue's heart skipped a beat.
Is this... is he taking me to the presidential suite to rest? One night stand?
Looking at Tang Song's handsome profile, Lin Muxue's legs started to feel weak.
