As Fu Yanlin was about to step out of the elevator, he saw Xun Rangchu standing in front of the elevator door. Dressed in a white coat with a light blue shirt underneath, Xun Rangchu waved a box of cigarettes at him, "Can we chat?"
Hadn't Xun Rangchu gone to Yanjing indefinitely?
With just one look, Fu Yanlin understood that someone had sent him here to mediate.
Fu Yanlin shook his head indifferently, "I'm busy."
Xun Rangchu waited for him to come out, hooked an arm around his shoulder and started walking, "No matter is more urgent than the time it takes to smoke a cigarette."
Fu Yanlin's deep eyes fell on Xun Rangchu's smiling face, "Who sent you?"
They were both smart people. Who didn't have the ability to read people? Was it a coincidence that Xun Rangchu was waiting here for him?
If it wasn't Fu Yuhe, it was his mother, Jiang Lingyi.
