Lin Yan said coldly, "What else can I do? Business is business."
If trust is betrayed, Lin Yan has no intention of showing any mercy to Song Qingping.
Song Qingping didn't go home after work and headed straight to Zhou Xiaoyue's place.
The house she was renting with Xiang Qingyuan was an old townhouse in Hai City's urban area, costing more than seven thousand per month.
Xiang Qingyuan told her not to worry about the rent; such matters should be handled by men.
The sense of security Xiang Qingyuan gave her was something she had never experienced before.
Every day, she fantasized about the day she could have a home, a day when she could settle down in Hai City.
Xiang Qingyuan assured her that it would happen within a few years, as long as their projects made money; there would be no worries.
Her happiness was almost within reach. Song Qingping's only fear was not making it until the day Xiang Qingyuan got the money back.
