"Is it you?" The moment Lin Wei saw Mei Shu, she recognized her as the saleswoman who worked at the luxury store.
Considering the subsequent series of events, as well as the plan she had discussed with Mei Shu on the eve of Lu Ming's accident, her expression turned dark. "Were you trying to get close to me for some purpose? Are you in cahoots with that little vixen, Sheng Nian?"
"You mustn't misunderstand me," Mei Shu walked into the room with composure, casually sitting down on the sofa as if she were in her own home. "I contacted you to see if you'd be willing to become my partner and help me deal with the Sheng family."
While her suspicion had lessened somewhat, Lin Wei still couldn't let her guard down completely.
For some reason, although she could see that Mei Shu was quite young, she felt that she carried a maturity and depth not befitting her age. Even Lin Wei, who had experience in reading people, found it difficult to read Mei Shu's thoughts.
