Su Tingyan smiled, "Alright, Mr. Lin, let's go outside to talk."
Lin Xu finally regained her shallow smile, walked ahead, and made a gesture of invitation.
Watching Su Tingyan step out calmly, everyone finally let out a sigh of relief.
The moment they left, the buzz of discussion rose.
"What's going on, does President Ning know Lin Xu?"
"Who just said President Ning is Mr. Qin's woman?"
"I think Lin Xu might be here to pursue President Ning, she even brought roses."
"Heavens, is President Ning's situation really that good?"
"Compared to them, Mr. Lin and Mr. Qin are not even in the same league; unless one is a fool, they would definitely choose Mr. Lin without hesitation."
"Mr. Lin also mentioned that President Ning is a regular at Paris Fashion Week, is that true or false?"
"Regardless of whether it's true or false, it's enough to show that Mr. Lin is on President Ning's side."
"Someone just spoke ill of President Ning... hehe, isn't it time to take regret medicine now?"
