"I'll definitely make it happen for you. So, what is your wish?"
Her question came out of nowhere, but Lin Xinlan could tell what she meant.
"Is Madam proposing a deal with me?"
"Clever. You promise me one thing, and I'll promise you one thing. This deal is fair and, perhaps, very worthwhile for you."
Lin Xinlan looked at her expression and knew she wasn't lying; she meant what she said.
Madam Rong was very authoritative, something Lin Xinlan had realized early on.
Perhaps, Rong Shaoze had inherited some of her temperament as well.
"Madam, could you please state your requirement first?"
"Before I tell you, I need to ask you something, and you must answer me honestly. Rest assured, I won't pursue anything. It's pointless now anyway. Besides, based on this photograph, whether you tell the truth or a lie, I won't believe you again. You might as well speak the truth."
Madam Rong put the photograph on the table, and Lin Xinlan felt a twinge of pain when she glanced at it.
