392 In My Eyes, You're The Worst

The President's guards took their leave first very soon after.

Lin Che turned around and asked Yang Lingxin to go and prepare for the upcoming schedules. However, this was mainly an excuse to send her away.

Although Yang Lingxin was not too willing to leave, she could only purse her lips and look at the two of them before turning to leave.

However, she was still thinking about this matter. She could not help but find it surprising. Was Yu Minmin telling the truth? Was she going to- going to marry the President?

How could that be?

But it was not totally impossible either. Perhaps she had become acquainted with Mr. President through Lin Che. Then, she got so lucky that she was going to just marry him.

Yang Lingxin bit her lip in thought. Why did each and every person around Lin Che become so lucky?

When would she get some of this luck?

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