"I've never been one to owe someone without paying them back," He Shouming said seriously, "since you've saved me. Tell me whatever you want, and I'll do my best to help you."
"Grandfather, Lin Mo isn't that type of person; he didn't make any requests to me on the plane either," He Wuxue replied, her brows furrowing slightly as she heard her grandfather.
Lin Mo gave He Shouming a faint look as if he could see right through him.
He Shouming, able to preside over a super wealth conglomerate and family approaching a hundred billion, was no ordinary old man practicing Tai Chi at the park gate.
Through their conversation, He Shouming confirmed that Lin Mo was neither a scion of one of the Three Great Families nor the descendant of a Divine Doctor, just an ordinary college student visiting his sister in Xiazhou.
However, the fact that the other party had saved him and asked for nothing in return was what made He Shouming frown.
