"Alright." Lan Xin Ai nodded, happy to let the man handle this situation and take advantage of the peace it brought.
...
In France, petals were being scattered by the wind outside the window, blanketing the whole street in a carpet-like spread of petals.
Looking at his phone, Rong Zi Chen's face was tinged with darkness. After originally giving Li Tingting one million, he had not dealt with this matter again.
He never expected that Li Tingting would steal Lan Xin Ai's clothes and now that she had been caught and brought back, the matter between him and Li Tingting was also exposed.
His mood immediately became tense, wondering if Xin Ai knew about it and if she would inform Tian Tian.
If Tian Tian found out, she would surely be furious.
Lu Tian Tian, sitting next to him, was currently peeling fruit for him.
"What's the matter?" Lu Tian Tian noticed Rong Zi Chen's pallid face and asked.
