It's a pity, Lin Chuan didn't take the bait.
"Sigh..." Fang Yuan let out a sigh, her graceful figure silhouetted against the floor-to-ceiling window, she gazed at her indistinct reflection in the transparent glass. She felt a bit disappointed and frustrated. It seems that Lin Chuan is a tough person to deal with, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort to handle him.
.........
Upon leaving Fang Yuan's apartment, Lin Chuan conveniently hailed a taxi and returned to Changlin Factory.
"Chuan, what time is it?" Back at home, Mrs. Lin got up to use the bathroom. Just in time to see Lin Chuan returning from outside.
The clock on the wall had already told her that it was past three in the morning.
"Mom, I had some things to take care of," Lin Chuan said with a smile.
