So you couldn't persuade him and you plan to persuade Ai Lin instead?
The President thought Ning Xia was naive, a trace of scorn slid through his eyes, but he didn't stop her and nodded, "She's inside the house, you can go find her."
The old butler led Ning Xia to the door of Ai Lin's room.
He turned and left, while Ning Xia raised her hand and knocked on the door.
"Come in." The voice that came from inside was slightly hoarse and accompanied by a couple of light coughs.
Pushing the door and entering, Ning Xia immediately saw Ai Lin sitting on the sofa with a medical book in her hands, reading it.
It had only been a little over a month since they'd last seen each other, she had lost weight, appeared haggard, her complexion was not good, looking like she was ill.
"Are you sick?" she asked subconsciously.
The unexpected voice made Ai Lin lift her eyes in surprise, fixing her gaze on Ning Xia, then frowned slightly, "Why are you here?"
