Wan Donglin stood up. "Xixi is busy with work and can't spare the energy. You'll need to keep a close eye on things for her. If anything comes up at the shop, you can contact my assistant, Zhang Xiang. This is his business card; he's always ready to help you both. Alright, I'll let you get back to it."
With that, Wan Donglin turned to leave. Xu Xiaoya watched wide-eyed as he walked out the main door. Only then did she remember she had forgotten to thank him. She wanted to rush after him to express her gratitude, but she didn't dare and shrank back. She swallowed all her countless words of thanks. After all, what kind of person was Mr. Third? How could he possibly need her cheap thanks?
