Nangong Wan'er was accompanied by a middle-aged man, his face brimming with affection for her.
"Wan'er, who is this?" the middle-aged man asked, puzzled.
"Dad, this is my friend, Lin Hao." Nangong Wan'er said sweetly, "This is my dad, Nangong Lin."
"Hello." Nangong Lin extended his hand first and shook hands with Lin Hao.
Lin Hao responded with a smile, his impression of Nangong Lin was actually quite good; he seemed very approachable.
However, Lin Hao was quite surprised to see Nangong Wan'er appear here.
Most importantly, in front of her father Nangong Lin, Nangong Wan'er behaved like a different person—reserved and ladylike, without frivolity.
During the auction that day, Lin Hao had guessed that this girl was someone extraordinary.
And today, it certainly seemed to be the case.
However, he did not ask further and instead entered the hotel lobby with Nangong Lin and Nangong Wan'er.
