"It doesn't matter how she reacts; just say it," He Yirong spoke indifferently, "By the way, have you seen a child... around three or four years old?"
La Jiao was taken aback and shook her head, "No... no."
"Then forget it." He Yirong's tone was neither regretful nor anything specific, "Your task is completed, the money I promised you has already been given to you, you can take the plane ticket and go back to Yanzhou City by yourself."
La Jiao did not dare to object and obediently bowed her head to get out of the car.
When she received the plane ticket from the bodyguard's hand, she was still somewhat bewildered.
When Director He found her, she had already prepared herself to make sacrifices, but she did not expect that in the end, she almost did nothing and easily got a large sum of money.
She should be happy, but... why was there a vague sense of loss in her heart...
Mr. He.
