Jiang Lin knocked on the door for a long time, but no one opened it. Worried that something had happened to Lin Wei inside, she called for a waiter.
Garden Hotel was Fu Sitian's turf. Though the waiter who came to see Jiang Lin did not know her identity, instructions from above had made it clear that this seemingly ordinary woman wearing plaid clothes and canvas shoes was a person of significance.
What kind of significant person?
Nothing but their plaything!
The female waiter was particularly disdainful.
She knew all too well what such a woman was here for.
Dressed in youthful beauty, isn't it all because the big boss likes it?
"Miss Lin has already left," the waitress said with a smile, though disdain was apparent in her eyes.
"She's gone back to the United States. If I'm not mistaken, she's probably on a plane now," the waitress said, reminding Jiang Lin as she saw her getting ready to make a call with her cellphone.
