"What are you really trying to say?"
Zuo Xingyun tossed the towel in his hand onto the back of a chair, his gaze burning as he stared at Xiang Wan.
"You know what I'm talking about."
Xiang Wan was a little excited, her body even trembling slightly.
After a brief exchange of glances, Zuo Xingyun was the first to look away, "I'm very tired, you should go back and rest first."
The fatigue in his eyes seemed to have always been there; Xiang Wan believed he was genuinely exhausted. Although reluctant, since she couldn't pry open his mouth, she had no choice but to let it go for the moment.
Once back in her room and lying down, she pondered Zuo Xingyun's words.
'Some people can never fill the chasm of their inner desires.'
Was he such a person?
He was just eighteen when he founded the Xinghe Group. Without her father's support, it would have been impossible for it to thrive.
