The silence of Xiao Lin made Xia Xue uneasy. She reached out her hand to hold his, silently watching him.
"I'm fine!" After the passion, it was always hard to concentrate. Xiao Lin showed an unusual tiredness, he crossed one leg and leaned against the headboard, holding Xia Xue in his arms.
"I came to the North Region for business this time." Xiao Lin didn't want to say more, nor did she ask further.
"Yes, regarding investment matters, this might be from your father. This place isn't suitable for 'Rhine's' development." Xiao Lin exhaled a puff of smoke, gazing at the slowly rising smoke rings, his mind clear.
"Yes, he's very happy with his political work now. I thank you for your arrangements; you know what's good for us." Xia Xue never denied that. Often, Xiao Lin indeed saw further and clearer than she did.
