But it was precisely this that made her all the more anxious and afraid.
She thought that he must have studied psychology, knowing how to play on an opponent's psyche, to instill fear, to put them at a disadvantage.
That evening, just as she was about to fall asleep, her cellphone suddenly rang. The cellphone was a gift from Rong Shaoze, and the number was new as well.
Apart from Rong Shaoze and the butler Lao Gu, no one else knew it.
Lin Xinlan turned on her phone, and sure enough, it was Rong Shaoze calling.
She thought for a moment, then pressed the answer key.
From the other end came the slurred voice of Rong Shaoze, "I'm at Meiye Bar right now, drunk. Come pick me up immediately." He hung up before she had a chance to speak.
Lin Xinlan frowned in confusion. Why should his drunkenness concern her, and why did he expect her to pick him up?
She didn't want to go pick him up, so she called Lao Gu to ask him to fetch Rong Shaoze.
