After the people left for a while, Lin Bufan went to close the door, watching the gift on Shen Jue's knee as he spoke,
"It's quite surprising that Miss Rong Qingqing could notice something off about the Seventh Uncle. Of course, the thing that surprises me the most is, knowing that the Seventh Uncle belongs to Shen Xingwei, Miss Rong Qingqing would still talk to the boss about it."
"How can you be sure it's not a diversion tactic between her and Shen Xingwei? How certain are you that the Seventh Uncle is just a useless pawn to them?"
Shen Jue reminded Lin Bufan, "Don't underestimate anyone, including a woman."
Shen Jue and his father underestimated the ruthlessness of the Second House, which is why they ended up in such dire straits, one dead and one crippled.
"True." Lin Bufan nodded, then asked, "Boss, don't you want to open the gift to see what it is? Do you want me to help you open it?"
Shen Jue glanced at Lin Bufan with an unfriendly tone, "My hand's not crippled."
