Gu Mohan covered her with the blanket and leaned over to kiss her delicate face, before walking over to the balcony.
His white shirt billowed in the chilly wind. He whipped out his cell phone from his pants pocket, and dialed a number.
The melodious sound of the ringtone sounded once, then the person on the other line picked up the phone nonchalantly, and a baritone voice was heard. "Hello, President Gu."
It was… Lu Jinwen.
Gu Mohan's white shirt was tucked out from his trousers, and three or four buttons on his shirt were left undone, following the passionate act that had transpired just now. His impressive brown chest was revealed, giving off an indolent but magnetic aura. His deep and narrow eyes focused on the fog in the far distance. He curled his lips and spoke, "Uncle Yi, do you have any time? Let's meet."
"Anything special?" A simple two-word question was posed from the other line.
