Lin Xinlan naturally knew the matter he referred to must be some illegal dealings.
"I'm tired, I want to rest," she said blandly.
These past few days, she had been on tenterhooks and hadn't slept well; now she really was exhausted.
Rong Shaoze was very considerate of her, immediately took her to the upstairs bedroom, and let her take a bath and sleep.
Meanwhile, he started working in the study next door, reviewing the transactions for the next day to ensure they were foolproof.
While bathing, Lin Xinlan carefully took off her clothes, revealing a two-centimeter-long scar on her arm.
During the shooting incident in Hainan, she was cut by shards from a reflective mirror.
At that time, the nurse had stitched her up, and a long time had passed since, but her wound hadn't fully healed.
Even a gentle press on it was somewhat painful.
And there seemed to be a hard sensation within, pressing on it made it hurt even more.
