"So, you're saying you've planned all this out and just need my 'wind from the east'?" Lin Zifeng smiled bitterly. It turns out he became someone else's stepping stone.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin. Please forgive our rashness." Actually, when Saint Anna arrived at the hotel yesterday afternoon, she invited Lin Zifeng to a banquet on the hotel rooftop, wanting to discuss these matters with him. Unexpectedly, Lin Zifeng's refusal came so suddenly.
As a result, all of Saint Anna's previously arranged plans fell apart.
"What's happened has happened. You've already completed the first step by acting first and reporting later, and now you're asking for my forgiveness. Don't you think that for me it's unnecessary?" Lin Zifeng took out a cigarette, lit it leisurely, and took a deep drag, no longer bothering with Saint Anna's explanation.
Seeing that further explanation was irrelevant, Saint Anna silently retreated to the side of the cabin, opting to remain mute...
Meanwhile, in Bermuda...
