Returning the gift

She even knew about this?

As if he had seen through the shock in Zhao Xijing's eyes, Lin Hanxing's expression did not change. His deep eyes were cold and distant.

"There are no secrets in the capital."

It was a simple sentence, but this time, it made Zhao Xijing's hair stand on end. If Lin xiaojiu's words had been half-joking the last time, this time, it was more like a warning.

"Miss Lin, you mean ..."

Zhao Xijing said cautiously.

"Those who seem to be in the limelight may not be able to laugh in the end, and those who seem to have no chance of winning may not bite back at the critical moment."

That trembling feeling came back again.

Lin xiaojiu was clearly sitting opposite him, calm as water, not doing anything, but he felt like he was at a disadvantage!

Zhao Xijing looked at Lin Hanxing and did not say anything.

Lin Hanxing, on the other hand, held his teacup and smiled faintly in Zhao Xijing's direction.