Chapter 438 Tool

In the private room of the quiet teahouse, Sarah was staring at the light colored flower petals floating in the transparent teapot with a cold expression.

She was still thinking about what she had heard outside the office when she suddenly smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Minh held the teapot in hand and poured a cup in front of her. The light green teacup emitted a slight fragrance, which was extremely refreshing to the heart.

Sarah caressed the side of the cup with her delicate, white knuckles, her face a little pale white, "Nothing."

The teapot knocked on the square log table lightly, producing a dull sound. Minh then coughed twice, thought for a while, and spoke up again, "You have changed a lot in these few years."

"Hmm?"Sarah seemed to not understand, she raised her teacup and took a sip, and took the chance to look over, "How have I changed?"

Minh pursed his lips, chuckled once, and still did not make it clear after, and only advised: "Shawn did not deserve it."