After hearing what her secretary had said, Song Changwen felt even more guilty. "Please regulate all news related to Nianshen and Lin Yiqian."
"I'll do my best." Her secretary nodded before sighing. "But this won't solve the root problem."
"It's too late now. I have no choice but to do this to Xiaixa. I know Changlin all too well. If he feels that he has a chance, he won't give up. I can't let Lin Yiqian repeatedly hurt him and Nianshen."
Song Changwen's reply made her intentions very clear.
"I understand." Her secretary nodded.
"Inform me as soon as you hear anything about Xiaxia."
"Alright."
***
Lin Quan's flagship store was located on a busy street in Shanghai's city center.
Lin Yiqian had not been there for five years. It seemed that not much had changed. The clearance promotions of other shops appeared to be going on Lin Yiqian wondered how big their storage was.
