Lin Hanxing changed his clothes and drove Lei Xiao's car back to the Lin family.
The carved door slowly opened from the inside.
Lin Hanxing drove the car into the garage.
When she walked out, she saw Shen Shu 'er pushing her wheelchair.
Old lady Luo, who had suffered a stroke, was sitting on it. Her eyes were crooked and her mouth was slanted, drooling.
Perhaps she did not expect to see Lin Hanxing, Shen Shu 'er's head buzzed and she subconsciously wanted to hide.
However, old lady Luo's emotions suddenly became agitated.
It started to scream at Lin Hanxing.
"Old Madam, you seem to be in good spirits."
Lin Hanxing's words sounded like sarcasm, and old lady Luo's movements became even more intense.
Shen Shu 'er lowered her head and tried her best to reduce her presence.
She felt a little guilty.
The reason for her guilty conscience was simple. The clothes she was wearing were stolen from Lin xiaojiu's cloakroom.
