"Mr. Huo, what do you mean by telling the truth? Every word I've said is true. As for going to the hospital, I don't need to. People like me, born into a poor background, aren't that delicate. My leg feels much better now, I can drive myself home. Goodbye!" Lin Banxia cautiously and carefully scanned the man's deep eyes, then tugged at the corners of her mouth to force a smile as she spoke.
But she was terrified that her guilty demeanor would once again be seen through by this man.
"My grandmother seems very concerned about your injury. If I don't take you to the hospital for a checkup, I'm afraid I won't be able to give her a proper explanation." Before Huo Yanting finished speaking, the cigarette between his thumb and index finger was flicked straight out the window. The engine roared to life, and the black Bentley shot out from the gilded gates of the Huo Family mansion.
