"Meet me at my café at this time tomorrow."
"Alright." Norse curled his lips and gave Lin Mengyao a deep look, "See you tomorrow."
Then he pulled on his baseball cap, turned up the collar of his coat, and left Lin Mengyao's villa.
As soon as he left, Lin Mengyao collapsed onto the sofa. Luckily, the maid was on leave today. Otherwise, it would have been troublesome if she saw Norse.
But thinking about the two million, Lin Mengyao returned to her room, took out her savings book, jewelry, and accessories, and calculated them, finally letting out a breath.
…
The next day, Lin Mengyao went to the café and sent everyone away.
She feared others seeing Norse, but outside, she feared being discovered by someone herself.
Her heart was filled with anxiety.
"Tap tap tap."
The sound came from the stairs, and within seconds, Norse's figure appeared.
Lin Mengyao glanced at him, resisting the urge to strangle him, and said coldly, "Follow me."
