"Don't think I'll cut you any slack. You'll have to pay me back all this money in the future. You'll work for me your whole life."
Ding Meng used a stern tone to cover up a hint of unease.
The young man smiled faintly, "Okay."
Ding Meng remembered something else and asked cautiously, "I read online that you have severe burns, which is why you never take off your coat. Is that true?"
An overwhelming silence descended.
Ding Meng quickly added, "It's a rumor from your primary school classmates. If you don't want to talk about it, it's fine. After all, it's your privacy."
Ding Meng feared she'd touched on the young man's sore spot, so she quickly ended the call.
She regretted asking such a sensitive question, it must be the most painful thing for Rong Xianning to face.
Rong Xianning looked at his phone after the call ended, sighing softly.
With his hair still half-wet, he returned to the bathroom, picked up the hairdryer, and dried his hair.
