A hint of confusion flashed across secretary Lin’s eyes. “Isn’t this the recent whereabouts of Zhou Lin that you asked me to find out?”
Li Jingran’s face darkened, and he looked at her coldly.
Secretary Lin was so scared that she shivered. She didn’t dare to ask any more questions, and she took the document bag and hurried out.
Li Jingran pushed away the work in his hands and walked to the French window. He looked down at the endless traffic outside the window, and emotions surged in his deep eyes.
Xu Wanwan had misunderstood his relationship with Zhou Lin. As long as he proved to her that nothing had happened between them, she would come back.
Thinking of this, the man’s tensed emotions relaxed for a moment. He looked sideways at the sofa that Xu Wanwan had once laid on, and his eyes softened a little.
