Sensing Lin Chu's intense, aggressive approach, Liao Meili decided to give him the cold shoulder for now. She tossed him a smile, then began swimming as if nothing had happened.
Like a white mermaid gliding through the rippling, turquoise water.
She had, in fact, considered just leaving.
But that would seem too classless. He was a guest in the presidential suite, after all. It was best to let him save some face.
Seeing that she had stopped chatting and swum away, Lin Chu pressed his lips together, feeling a flicker of annoyance. 'Am I being given the cold shoulder?'
It had been a long time since he'd run into a situation like this.
Besides, Lin Chu could tell this wasn't her playing hard to get; she was genuinely giving him the cold shoulder.
