Ling Qingyu played with the card in her hands, wiggling it in her fingers. Sometimes, she twirled it in the air, flexing her muscles and reflexes.
The card was the same contact card given by her prior visitor—Mister Shen—who had already left after finishing his purpose.
Since Athena, her private secretary, recorded everything, there wasn't a need for the card.
Ling Qingyu contemplated Shen family's strange moves and their motives. No one would automatically have a good impression and sell face without seeing the interest they could gain.
Apart from her spending, which was worthwhile noticeable, Ling Qingyu remained perplexed by Shen family's actions.
Her background and connection still paled in comparison and to see Shen family treated her courteously, deeply puzzled her.
Putting the card aside, Ling Qingyu's mind turned away from the enigmatic Shen family. Never mind, she thought, deciding that she would uncover their motives in due time.
