Han Su was not there for show, or to be more precise, she was not only there for show.
After calmly mocking her own brother, Han Su finally took the small laptop out from her bag. She connected to the internet lazily and pulled out the document. She asked knowing that she had the advantage, "Why did you call me over?"
"To help clean up your mess." Han Chu tutted. He used both his eyes and expression to show how much he looked down on Han Su's intellect. "Why do you think I called you here? To ask for your help? To beg you to tell us the origin of that batch of military arms?"
Han Su raised her head slowly to look at him before slowly lowering her head. "Later, I will help explain that you don't have a girlfriend."
