"Mr. Lu, we'll meet another day." Liao Tingting picked up her bag from the table and gracefully walked away in high heels.
After the office door closed, Feng Yi on the sofa casually spoke, "What's going on? Seduction?"
"Send more people to protect Han Xi, make sure she doesn't encounter any accidents."
Only Lu Jinghan truly knows how ruthless Liao Tingting can be.
"Don't worry, I'll definitely protect Little Sister-in-law and keep the Liao siblings away."
Feng Yi leaned forward and flicked cigarette ash into the ashtray on the coffee table, "Today, Liao Tingxiao sent flowers to Little Sister-in-law again, but I've arranged for the hospital nurses to stop him."
Lu Jinghan nodded his head, his deep eyes veiled in smoke, obscure and unfathomable.
.......
It was just past nine in the morning when Chu Ci got up, washed up, and changed clothes. On entering the dining room, she saw a piece of white paper on the table, filled with handwriting.
