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She enjoyed the feeling of constantly surpassing herself. In her bright, sparkling eyes, there was a gleam of ambition.
Zheng Mengni sighed softly and suggested delicately, "Be honest with me; otherwise, how can I feel at ease going with you?"
"I swear to the heavens about my feelings for you," Guan Su Lin replied earnestly. "Yes, my confession last time was too abrupt, and I didn’t have time to prepare anything. But look at how well I’ve performed. There’s no question of exploitation between us; it’s merely cooperation."
Perhaps Guan Su Lin's tone and demeanor might make one think he was somewhat frivolous or ostentatious. On the contrary, he was very serious. This applied to everything he did, including lying. He was a remarkably talented immersive actor.
Zheng Mengni asked, "What if you deceive me?"
Guan Su Lin gently coaxed her, "Then you can just kill me, alright?"
Zheng Mengni smiled, her voice softening as she replied, "Okay."
Guan Su Lin's fingers holding the phone stiffened for a moment before he enthusiastically echoed her with a hearty laugh, "Hahaha, good, good!"
After hanging up the phone, he leaned against the table and let out a brief chuckle. Yes, this was better. She needed to be ruthless. If he felt guilty and things went awry, it would be troublesome.
As for those who caused trouble… Guan Su Lin smiled brightly yet chillingly. With a press of his thumb, he deleted the photo sent by his informant. He had been out too long, smiling too much; restless birds were testing their wings right under his nose.
They dared to fly and jump even when caged. It was time to find an opportunity to clip their wings and break their legs.
To avoid bothering him.
The day before leaving the country, Luo Xuezhi stood outside Guan Su Lin's office. The secretary, with a blank expression, blocked her way: "No appointment, no entry."
"We're relatives, and I called him," she insisted.
The secretary replied, "Did Mr. Guan answer?"
Luo Xuezhi was at a loss and felt overwhelmed: "That's exactly why I'm here—he didn't answer!"
The secretary shot back, "Because he didn't answer, you can't go in."
"Could you at least let him know I'm waiting outside?"
"Mr. Guan's schedule is fully booked. Please go back."
"I just want to ask him a couple of questions. He never said he wouldn't see me. Is it a problem for you to relay that?"
Luo Xuezhi persisted while the secretary responded with formalities, and they could have gone on like this for half the day.
Suddenly, the door swung open. Guan Su Lin had just woken up, his eyes still half-closed.
"What’s going on? Xiao Li, what’s all this noise?"
The secretary quickly lowered her head: "Sorry, Mr. Guan."
Guan Su Lin waved his hand dismissively, sending her away. He squinted, his gaze settling on Luo Xuezhi's pale face: "Oh, it's my niece. Come in."
As soon as the door closed behind her, Luo Xuezhi locked it tightly. She was trembling; her body felt even more frail and weak after the miscarriage.
Her voice shook as she spoke: "Guan Su Lin, don’t you have anything to say to me?"
Guan Su Lin's moist eyes shifted slightly, hesitating as he looked at her: "You must have the wrong person. If you're here to put on a sad act, you should be looking for your husband instead of me."
In a moment of frustration, Luo Xuezhi raised her hand and smashed a cup on the floor, scalding tea splattering everywhere and steaming as it spread across the ground.
She sneered and shouted, "What are you pretending for? Don't you know what you've done to me?"
Guan Su Lin placed a finger to her lips and shook her head helplessly. "Shh, speak properly. If someone didn't know better, they might think we're committing incest. I can't bear that accusation."
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