Chapter 123: Gifts
The lawn and the other floors at No. 19 Guojin Road all had terraces. The place seemed to revel in song and dance every day, and today was no exception. Every woman probably imagined herself a princess, but with Lin Luoran's arrival, quite a few were likely jealous or envious, and what little urge they had to compete quickly disappeared. They simply lacked the confidence to measure themselves against her.
Once she entered the gates, Lin Luoran naturally became the center of attention. The convoy behind her was also rather conspicuous, but having followed her this far, Tao Chuhong would have been hopeless if he still did not know when to quit. He immediately drove straight into the hotel ahead of the others and stopped before the valet parking sign. He had no time to park himself; he still had to go over and greet Wang Weiwei and the others.
Naturally, Lin Luoran paid no attention to the convoy behind her. She went straight over to Su Can and the others with Zhang Feifei, whose feet she had made sore with all that walking. Lin Luoran patted Lin Zouwen's shoulder and handed him the bags of all sizes she was carrying, speaking a little deliberately. "I've been shopping all day. I'm exhausted. Hold these for me."
With that, she abruptly sat down on the stool beside Su Can. Her waist and abdomen, hugged by a little fitted sweater that made it hard to look away, straightened as she stretched with commanding presence. She picked up the lemon water the waiter had set down and took a sip, ignoring Su Can. Yet that languid, alluring pose had already made quite a few people nearby swallow their drool, people who had watched her all the way in from the