Eventually, Lin Yixun still bought that black wallet. As she was leaving the mall, Leng Yixiu's call came through.
"Where are you?"
"Global Mall."
"I'll pick you up in a bit."
"No need, I'll take the subway back myself." Lin Yixun coolly refused.
There was a moment of silence on the other end, then a man's calm voice sounded, "Alright, be careful on the way."
"Mm."
After hanging up, Mu Yi leaned in closer and asked, "Was that President Leng?"
Seeing Lin Yixun nod, Mu Yi asked again, "Is there some kind of misunderstanding between you and President Leng? I feel like you're pretty cold towards him."
Lin Yixun's eyes flickered. Even the simple-minded Mu Yi could see there was a problem between them; it seemed like she wasn't doing a good job as his mistress.
"Between him and me..." Lin Yixun started to speak, but swallowed her words. She raised her eyes to Mu Yi and softly asked, "Mu Yi, what kind of person do you think I am?"
