A million bucks and a Range Rover, quite tempting indeed.
If I don't accept, perhaps Lin Qianjiao will really keep pestering me.
Last night, I risked my life to save someone. Doesn't labor deserve its reward?
"I'll keep it for now, using it for charity isn't a bad idea."
Su Fan took the items back to his office, locked them in his desk, and then walked home.
As he left the hospital, he saw the brand-new Range Rover parked in the parking lot, with the last three digits of its license plate being 999. The car was cool, and so was the plate number.
But Su Fan still had his reservations.
After all, it was a gift from an underground syndicate.
Better just leave it for now.
Rain started to fall from the sky.
Su Fan decided to take a taxi home.
He was worried about Bai Man.
He called her many times, but her phone was off. He had no idea if she had been released; he wanted to go home to check.
"Tsk."
Su Fan was just thinking of going home.
