Wan Donglin saw the undisguised suspicion on her face and chuckled in exasperation. "It's quite a coincidence tonight. There was a salon hosting renowned economists at that club. I saw Huang Xiaojue and Zhou Ting, so I didn't show myself. I chatted with an economist in a private room for half an hour. Unexpectedly, when I heard you'd arrived here, I was also curious about what you were doing."
She grumbled, "Could things really be that coincidental?"
He retorted coldly, "Believe it or not, I do."
She wanted to laugh but couldn't. In her heart, she actually understood: she was such a minor figure, it really wasn't worth Wan Donglin bothering to deal with her. He couldn't possibly be bored to that extent.
"Yan Xixi, I'm leaving for Switzerland."
She stared at him blankly. What did he mean by that?
"My mother has gradually sold off all the family's assets in the country. From now on, our whole family will be settling in Switzerland."
