Lin placed a cup of caffè macchiato in front of a fuming Shui.
"I cannot believe that man! How could anybody have such a degrading view of art? Everything is not about money!"
Behind the counter, Cai jumped up slightly, who was wiping the plates clean. He wasn't aware of what transpired in the Zhong villa, but he mumbled to himself.
"Well, yeah easy for a rich heiress to say…"
The lunch hour had just gone by so it was relatively quieter at the cafe.
Lin pondered. He felt guilty for Shui getting dragged into his mess. Whatever Zhong Sihan wanted to do, Lin stood at the center of it. The Blooming Art Gallery was only getting into the crossfire between their dispute.
"I will talk to him again. Rest assured, Miss. Han. I won't let Mr. Zhong get Blooming."
Shui blinked at him. Curiosity only grew further and further in her heart.
So she asked, "How was your relationship with him in prison?"
