The max-level host dominates the world with a weak system

The high-rise buildings outside the window are embraced by the ethereal blue sky. They stand on the ground and soar into the sky, as if they want to touch the blue sky.

In a certain coffee shop.

Xu Wanwan was sitting on the stool, with so many thoughts in her mind and her mood agitated that she didn't even notice that the coffee in front of her had gone cold.

Suddenly, the light in front of him was blocked, and Xu Wanwan looked up.

"Hello, Miss Xu."

Lin Sang stretched out his hand, Xu Wanwan stood up, raised her hand and shook it perfunctorily.

After Lin Sang sat down, Xu Wanwan ordered another cup of coffee for Lin Sang.

After ordering coffee, Xu Wanwan went straight to the point and asked, "Tell me, what can you do to let me see Wen Xichen?"

After asking, Xu Wanwan picked up the coffee and took a sip. Then she realized that the coffee had been cold for a long time. She frowned and called the waiter to change her cup of coffee.

Lin Sang said nothing, staring at Xu Wanwan's every move.

It wasn't until the waiter was about to remove Xu Wanwan's cup of cold coffee that Lin Sang smiled gently, raising his lips into a smile. His smile was light and airy, yet elegant and moving.

"There is no need to take away this cup of coffee."

After Lin Sang finished speaking, he picked up the cup of cold coffee, put it to his mouth, and took a slow sip.

Xu Wanwan frowned again and looked at Lin Sang with doubtful eyes. Her eyes looked at him carefully from top to bottom until the doubts in her eyes became heavier and heavier, and her eyes became more complicated.

"Do you have any special hobbies?"

When Lin Sang heard this, he almost spit out the coffee in his mouth, but luckily he held it back.

Xu Wanwan frowned more and more, and asked worriedly:

"Does Wen Xichen know about your hobby?"

Lin Sang raised his lips, looked straight at Xu Wanwan, and spoke in a low voice with some seriousness.

"Miss Xu, you can throw away the coffee when it's cold, but what about feelings? Can you just throw it away casually?"

Xu Wanwan had a sullen look on her face, and there was a hint of irritation in her tone.

"What the hell do you mean?"

Facing Xu Wanwan's questioning, Lin Sang still looked cheerful.

He gently rubbed the edge of the coffee cup with his thumb and pointedly said: "I am a very dedicated person. I will like what I like until death. I like Miss Xu's cup of cold coffee very much." , so I drank it.”

In response to Lin Sang's erroneous words, Xu Wanwan's eyes became colder and colder. She said impatiently: "What kind of person are you? What does it have to do with me? Why are you talking to me? Just tell me how I am. Only then can I meet Wen Xichen."

Lin Sang still did not answer Xu Wanwan's question this time, but suddenly leaned forward and approached Xu Xixi across a table.

Xu Wanwan subconsciously leaned back, but Lin Sang had long legs and long arms, forcing her into a corner, leaving her with no way to retreat.

Xu Wanwan's voice trembled: "You, what do you want to do? Let me tell you, I have a fiancé."

Lin Sang pretended that he didn't hear what she said and moved closer to her. He raised his hand and took off a small scrap of paper from Xu Wanwan's head and showed it to her.

"Miss Xu doesn't think I'm plotting against you, right?"

Xu Wanwan's eyelashes fluttered.

"I……."

Lin Sang immediately interrupted Xu Wanwan.

"How could I be that kind of person? Besides, I'm a face-controller. Although Miss Xu is good-looking, she's not particularly good-looking, and it's not within my aesthetic range, so Miss Xu can relax when she's with me."