The next day, Lin Wu got up early. After she washed up and went downstairs, she saw Bo Yuting already in the living room, making a phone call.
"I understand, I'll return today."
The man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, casually looking at the scenery in the courtyard, one hand buried in his coat pocket, his tone also lazy and relaxed.
"It's just a few people, no matter how they jump around, they can't make much of a splash."
"Well, that's perfect. It'll save me the trouble of figuring out which people are disloyal—they're practically outing themselves for me."
"No, don't tell grandfather and the others that I've returned safely just yet."
While speaking, Bo Yuting heard footsteps and turned around.
