"Come to the top floor of Yijing Real Estate Company, I'm waiting for you here, be careful..." Xiang Yu said and then hung up the phone.
In an office of the logistics company, Ning Xiaolu held the phone and zoned out. Why had she called him? Did he really deserve her trust?
Ever since her father's incident, she had never trusted anyone else. Always concealing her identity, she often woke up from dreams, recalling the unbearable past, which was her everlasting wound.
As she was lost in thought, a sudden knock on the door broke her reverie.
"Come in!" Ning Xiaolu's expression turned cold again, but it softened a bit when she saw Lan Tingting entering. "What is it?" Ning Xiaolu asked.
"Nothing much, what's up with you? I've been knocking for quite a while, you didn't respond?" Lan Tingting asked with confusion.
"I was on the phone. I need to step out for a bit, call me if there's anything." Ning Xiaolu said, then changed into a different set of clothes and got ready to leave.
