And he himself, playing the role of a gigolo hanging onto women, how could he not care at all?
This was really a close call, nearly getting exposed!
"That is the Holy Daughter's private matter, how dare I eavesdrop?"
Lin Fan tried hard to squeeze out a smile, turned around, shook his head at the sneering Iguchi Tama.
"Actually, that heartless dog already abandoned me after messing with me."
Iguchi Tama broke free from Lin Aochang's arm and moved closer to Lin Fan again.
"I see you resemble him seven or eight points, I have some inclination to use you as a substitute."
Her gaze was ambiguous, her voice turned charming, carrying a unique allure.
"My president took a fancy to you, that is your luck, aren't you going to hurry up and thank her?"
Beside them, Su Mengqing also mocked cryptically, obviously still doubting Lin Fan's identity.
