Arriving at the entrance of the pear garden, Lin Banxia got out of the car. Ms. Zhao carried her luggage down and smiled, "Miss Lin, it's been an honor to serve you, and a pleasure meeting you. I hope we'll meet again someday!"
"Ms. Zhao, you're like a gentle older sister. Thank you for taking care of me, I really hope we'll meet again!" Lin Banxia said, deeply moved.
"We will!" Zhao Yan assured her.
"By the way, Ms. Zhao, I have a favor to ask. About the photo I showed you earlier, could you not report it to Huo Yanting? This is a very personal matter of mine," Lin Banxia pleaded.
Ms. Zhao nodded. "Don't worry, I won't say anything. I can tell this is truly your private matter."
"Thank you so much! Take care! Next time, I'll invite you in for some tea," Lin Banxia said gratefully.
Ms. Zhao left, and Lin Banxia dragged her suitcase back home. After a flight lasting over ten hours, she was exhausted.
