"It must have been appreciated by someone," Lu Xi answered confidently.
"Appreciated her?" Pei Jinlan paused, shaking her head; she didn't think Lu Mian had anything worth appreciating.
"However, Lu Xi, there's something I need to remind you. Xinnuan submitted her work to Sufeng, and the terms were almost settled, but at the last minute, the draft was rejected. That night, it seemed like Lu Mian sent a message to someone from Sufeng." She spoke with a hint of sigh, "I feel like Mianmian knows someone from Sufeng."
"Sufeng?" Lu Xi laughed in disbelief, "That can't be right; Mianmian has never been to Jinjing."
Pei Jinlan thought about it and realized he was right; Sufeng's headquarters were in Jinjing, and Lu Mian had never been there, so how could she know anyone from Sufeng?
Was that night just a coincidence?
Lu Xi didn't pay attention to Pei Jinlan, and just then, a staff member walked by. He hastily stopped the person, asking softly, "Excuse me, do you know a Mr. Chu Kuo?"
