"Apologies for the misunderstanding, Miss Four."
Within the convoy heading to the airport.
The wronged Zhong Tingwang and Miss He Four sat in the same car. Of course, Miss He Four's style had changed once again today, wearing a light beige linen blazer, high-waisted flowing cropped trousers, nude pointed mid-heel shoes, and crescent moon-shaped earrings. Fashionable, simple, yet with her sculpted, deep-set features, it gave rise to an aura of untouchable nobility.
However, despite her regal air, Miss He Four's personality was quite amiable.
If she were truly arrogant, Boss Jiang wouldn't have met her while wandering around the old district of Haojiang.
"It's fine as long as everything's okay."
See.
Even when facing Zhong Xiaoye, who was inexplicably taken away at her hotel room door, she maintained a smile, though the curve wasn't evident, just faint.
"Sigh."
Zhong Tingwang sighed deeply, as if containing countless words.
"The legal system inland has a long way to go."
