A Ferrari was parked at the entrance of the hotel, and the security guard came forward respectfully and opened the door.

Yu Ziang stepped down from the car, took off his sunglasses and looked up at the hotel building.

Wang Xintong, wearing a pink dress and a small handbag in his hand, got out of the car, went to Yu Ziang and took him by the arm. "Let's go in, the rest."

Yuzi Ang tilted his head slightly and looked askance at Wang Xintong. "If you see your father, it's okay?"

"What does it matter? I'll just say you're my boyfriend, okay? Wang Xintong said naturally that there was absolutely...