After leaving the Ke Changlai Restaurant, Lu Tianxing didn't linger outside but drove straight back to the Qin Island Hotel.
Inside the presidential suite.
Lu Tianxing walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, pulled back the curtains, and looked down at the beautiful night scene outside. His eyes were deep, making it hard to guess what he was thinking.
At this time, Lin Qianru brewed a cup of tea and slowly walked to Lu Tianxing's side, with a gentle expression: "Tianxing, you drank a lot of wine with the young master of the Qiu Family earlier, have some tea to sober up! This tea is Yunwu Tea, brought from Rose; it's very effective for sobering up."
"Thank you, Qian Ru."
Lu Tianxing nodded slightly and took the tea, drinking a sip immediately.
"Tianxing, do you think the Qiu Family's eldest son's words tonight can be trusted?" Lin Qianru asked softly standing next to Lu Tianxing.
"Trustworthy, yet not trustworthy."
