What should we have for dinner?
The question sent Lin Shen into a pensive state, his chin resting in his hand.
The lunch buffet at the Ritz-Carlton Hotel had been so delicious that he'd accidentally eaten a little too much.
And since he'd been sitting around all afternoon without much exercise, he wasn't very hungry now.
Instead of eating food, Lin Shen was more interested in "devouring" Qin Yuenan first, so he suggested,
"How about we head back to the hotel and rest for a bit? We can figure out dinner after that."
"Alright."
After Qin Yuenan nodded, Lin Shen contacted the butler and asked him to arrange for a car.
The two went downstairs and waited for a moment. Soon, a solid black Mercedes S-Class pulled up in front of them.
The butler got out of the driver's seat, opened the rear door for them, and asked politely,
"Mr. Lin, Ms. Qin, are you heading back to the hotel?"
"Yes."
