"This is my business card; you can contact me directly or call another number on the card, that's my butler," Xu Hao said as he pulled out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Guo Lan.
Guo Lan's hands trembled as she received the gold-plated business card from Xu Hao. Although she was only in her twenties, she looked as old as someone in her fifties, especially her hands, which were incredibly aged, resembling dried tree bark—clearly the result of excessive hard labor.
She looked completely different from the woman Xu Hao had met a few days ago.
Seeing this, Xu Hao turned to Chen Suyi and said, "After we return, have someone bring a set of cosmetics from Jing'an for Teacher Guo. Also, give her some money."
Xu Hao did not try to hide these words.
He had already made it clear; Guo Lan and her daughter were under his protection.
As long as he was alive, no one would dare to plunder anything from them.
