Fly to moon

"Luo Huian? Are you talking about Luo Huian?" Xu Qiao asked with a shocked expression on his face. 

Fan Meilin turned and looked at him in annoyance, "How many wives do you think I have?" He pocketed his phone in his pocket before turning to look at Manager Tan. "So, I have nothing to do today right?" 

His racing opportunity was given to someone else, most probably the mer who served Liao Hong last night or some other night. This was her way of indirectly telling him what he could get if he was to agree to her demands. 

Something he would never do. 

For Liao Hong, their past was something that could be forgotten and moved on easily but not for Fan Meilin. He touched his abdomen and recalled the pain of that day, even now he could feel the tearing sensation that made him lose everything.