Night fell, and two people emerged from the door of the entertainment hall.
"Princess, can we go back now..."
Qin Hao yawned lazily, thinking that Shirley would lose interest in playing because of Boss Huang's appearance.
But to his surprise, the opposite happened. This girl stubbornly dragged Qin Hao around the entertainment hall for a whole circuit before finally stopping, experiencing every method of amusement.
"Isn't it still quite early?"
Shirley glanced at the Patek Philippe ladies' watch on her wrist, her face full of lingering interest: "Father hasn't called me, so it should be fine. How about we go play some more!"
With no outsiders present, the queenly aura on her faded, and she reverted to a somewhat delicate and typical girl.
Qin Hao's head felt a bit big. He really couldn't understand why this foreign girl was so playful; she was clearly of aristocratic birth but acted like a wild girl when having fun.
