The man who had been dealing with work heard the footsteps behind him grow farther and farther away; he couldn't help turning his head to look. Only when Ning Wan's figure disappeared completely from his line of sight did the expression in his eyes deepen a few degrees.
Her mother's diary…
Which meant that she might find out those facts she had never known before?
At that thought, Xi Mohan had the impulse to go up and stop her, to snatch that diary out of her hands.
But in the end he still forced down that impulse in his heart and turned his gaze back to the documents in front of him, yet he couldn't read a single word.
Ning Wan would learn the truth sooner or later; even if he was still hiding it from her now, she would find out in the future.
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After Ning Wan returned to the room, she sat cross‑legged on the bed, then put the business card box and bank card on the nightstand before placing the diary in front of her.
