[How about this… Have you thought of messing up the plot?]
'Isn't that what you want?' Su Feifei grinned.
It silently closed the page.
The group boarded the plane back to China.
On the other side, the Secretary knocked on the door and opened it.
"Director Lin is here."
Z didn't even turn his head and started scolding the other person, "Come and see this for yourself! Do you remember what you promised me? You said it yourself that this time, it was supposed to be absolutely foolproof and there's absolutely no chance for any mistakes. This is simply..."
A figure crashed into his arms.
"You heartless man! Why are you shouting at me so loudly? You weren't like this in the past! How did you coax me with such a soft voice when you asked me to join?!"
Z lowered his head in shock.
In his arms, Lin Yan's hair was tied up in a braid, and his face was covered in stubble. He was crying.
