In the wind.
Angelica walked away.
Her slender and tall figure disappeared into the courtyard of the Peninsula Hotel, the breeze of July sweeping her hair-scented air into the car, and Lin Xian smelled a scent of "bait."
Seeing Angelica's final triumphant smile, it was apparent her goal had been achieved.
She successfully piqued Lin Xian's interest.
Lin Xian was also well aware that Angelica was very eager to know the truth about Ji Lin's death, as well as to learn more about the Genius Club.
That's why she kept probing him, intermittently throwing out pieces of information, until he showed enough interest... and then she abruptly stopped.
"Quite the fisherwoman."
Lin Xian picked up the business card in his hand, which had a standard Mi Country phone number on it; the first three digits were the area code, followed by a seven-digit phone number, in the same format as a landline.
