Ye Xingguang left a big drool mark on his meticulously carved cute face: "Okay, I'll call you Little Mo CEO, Little Mo CEO, do you think mom looks pretty with the trophy?"
"So-so, just that." Mo Yinhe disdainfully wiped off the drool mark on his face.
Ye Xingguang wasn't discouraged at all: "I think it looks great, hehe, I never expected I'd have a potential for golf. I've never played so well, mom is so happy."
Mo Yinhe snorted dismissively, "As long as you're happy."
"Tang Yi." Ling Han searched for a while and found Ye Xingguang.
"Oh, Ling the big star."
"Don't call me that, can we have lunch together at noon? I've already arranged a private room right here at the golf club to celebrate your championship," Ling Han said enthusiastically.
But Ye Xingguang was currently looking to find the big trouble, "Did you invite anyone else?"
