His tone carried profound implications.
"Oh. I don't remember what happened five years ago anymore," Lin Miao'er said, her face turning red, but she still tried to act calm and responded nonchalantly.
"So much time has passed, and you're still so foolish, like a donkey!"
Lin Miao'er understood that Gong Motin was referring to how she had been drugged and taken advantage of five years ago, and how she was now framed by her agent, but hearing him speak of her like that still pissed her off enough to roll her eyes.
But if she hadn't seen him today, she might have taken that gift home or casually thrown it in a trash can. Now that she was a mother, could she really be as naïve as she was five years ago?
"Anyway, I'm sorry Mr. Gong, I think we should find another opportunity to discuss our matters," Lin Miao'er felt somewhat embarrassed and had completely lost the mood to talk business: "I won't disturb you any longer, I'll be leaving first."