Lin Yan then went into the bathroom for a quick wash. By the time he finished, the hotel staff had brought up breakfast.
The breakfast in Country A was wraps, which Lin Yan wasn't very fond of. He directly asked the hotel staff to replace them with congee, a few local side dishes from Country A, and soy milk and fried dough sticks.
The cuisine in Country A was excellent, but Lin Yan wasn't very satisfied with the breakfast. Who eats wraps for breakfast? Even traditional Chinese breakfast items like soy milk and fried dough sticks were better than this!
Lin Yan placed the breakfast on the table and walked to the bedroom door, preparing to call Su Mojin out for a meal. As he pushed the door open, before Lin Yan could even take a step, Su Mojin walked out of the room in her pajamas, and they bumped into each other.
Soft jade met his embrace, the ice silk pajamas clinging to his body with a light, cool touch. Lin Yan, having just showered, had only wrapped a towel around his lower body, his upper body still bare.
Their bodies pressed together, separated only by a thin layer of pajamas. Su Mojin's exquisite curves were displayed to perfection.
Although she was only 1.6 meters tall, Su Mojin was quite well-endowed. Lin Yan felt a reaction immediately.
Colliding with Lin Yan's chest, they were an old married couple, so Su Mojin didn't mind. She leaned onto his chest, closed her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, clearly still sleepy from just waking up.
It was seven in the morning. They had gone to bed at midnight yesterday, so it was still a bit early.
However, in the next second, Su Mojin suddenly felt something. Following a startled cry, Lin Yan, holding Su Mojin, quickly walked into the bedroom.
The door slammed shut with a "bang."
At eight in the morning, they emerged from the bedroom, dressed and ready. Su Mojin touched her slightly red lips, looking at Lin Yan with a hint of playful resentment.
After leaving the bedroom, Su Mojin immediately rushed to the bathroom.
"I'll have the soy milk and fried dough sticks."
Lin Yan had ordered two types of breakfast: one soy milk and fried dough sticks, and one rice congee.
Looking at the color of the congee in the bowl, Su Mojin felt it was better for her to eat the soy milk and fried dough sticks.
After they finished breakfast, Lin Yan drove Su Mojin towards the company. Since they had something to attend to, the driving practice would have to be postponed.
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"You have a girlfriend and you still dare to hide it from your sister? You've got some nerve!"
On the phone, Lina's voice carried a hint of anger. Zack still had no idea who had told his sister he had a girlfriend.
He didn't, not really. He was just close to having one. He had already done so much for Baoli, and if he could just buy that car today, she would agree to consider him as her boyfriend.
She said consider, but what if she agreed? Wouldn't he have a girlfriend then? Thinking of Baoli's pure and cute appearance, Zack felt a surge of heat within him.
Moreover, he had decided that once his confession was successful, he would reveal his true identity to her.
In reality, he wasn't just some ordinary second-generation rich kid, but the second young master of Cor, Country A's largest entertainment company.
"Are you even listening to me? Listen, bring your girlfriend to the company today, and I'll help you vet her. Oh, and not in the morning. I have important clients coming to the company in the morning, so don't cause any trouble."
Not hearing a response for a moment, Lina spoke again. She was very angry that Zack had hidden his girlfriend from her. Since childhood, her brother had never kept anything from her, and this time he even dared to hide this from her.
"But I..."
"Chairman, there's a document here that needs your signature..."
"Mm, okay, you can leave it here for now!"
"I'm hanging up, I have a lot of company business to attend to. This matter is settled. If you don't come, you won't get your living expenses next month."
Before Zack could speak, the call was directly hung up.
This... he thought his chances of success were high, but he hadn't said it was a sure thing!
However, the punishment of withholding living expenses for a month was truly harsh. If he wasn't pursuing Baoli, Zack could have endured it.
But if he was pursuing Baoli, how could he buy her gifts without living expenses? Although Baoli had said she didn't like money, Zack wanted to give her the best.
After the call ended, Zack didn't hesitate. He grabbed his phone and sent Baoli a message.
About ten minutes later, he received a reply. Seeing the message on the screen, Zack became so excited he was practically dancing.
He immediately opened his wardrobe, found his most handsome suit, changed into it, and then left the house with his bank card and car keys.
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"158 cm and can ride motorcycles? Who is such a skilled racer!"
Lin Yan was driving slowly on the street at forty kilometers per hour. Cor's headquarters was quite far from here, requiring a large detour.
But they had left early, so they had plenty of time. Lin Guoxiong had said to arrive in the morning, and by all accounts, they would reach their destination no matter how they drove.
Hearing Lin Yan mention a 158 cm racing driver, Su Mojin's curiosity was instantly piqued.
She was very curious that there was a professional racer shorter than her, and Brother Yan said this racer was very skilled.
Not only skilled, Lin Yan remembered that person back then was a legendary racing god who, despite not having a single world championship, was inducted into the GP Hall of Fame. And his skill, Lin Yan dared to guarantee, was definitely above that of Vinales in his prime!
This racer, coincidentally, had quite a connection with China. His first pole position in the premier class was at the Shanghai Grand Prix.
Because of the character '侍' on his helmet, he was nicknamed 'The Sword-Bearing Guard' by Chinese fans.
However, for this racer who was only 158 cm tall and weighed 49 kg, if Lin Yan were to judge his career, it would be summed up by the word "tragic."
This was also why Lin Yan admired him, because his injuries were a unique record in MotoGP history.
He had broken almost every bone imaginable. He had undergone seven surgeries on his collarbone, sixteen surgeries on his back, and his wrists and ankles would break almost every one to two years. He was a racer who truly retired due to injuries.