Having said that, he turned and walked away.
Lin Xinlan let out a derisive snort, indifferent to his sudden change in attitude.
Was it guilt? So he wanted to make it up to her?
No, what Rong Shaoze owed her could never be compensated in a lifetime!
After a while, someone knocked on the door, and without waiting for her to respond, pushed it open and entered.
The one who came in was the butler; she approached carrying medicine, a faint charitable smile on her face.
Fearing that Lin Xinlan might get emotional and refuse to take the medicine, the butler spilled out everything that was on her mind as soon as she spoke.
