"Exaggerate the severity of the situation as much as possible, you know how to handle it." Jin Chenye slightly raises his brow, looking straight ahead.
"Understood." The special assistant nods, acknowledges respectfully, and turns to take care of it.
"Xuan..."
Jin Chenye leans back in the leather chair, hands pressed against his forehead, the lines between his brows hinting at his fatigue, muttering to himself.
"Buzzzz——"
The phone on the table blinks, catching Jin Chenye's peripheral vision and making his eyes flicker.
"Hello."
"Ye, I saw the news, are you okay?" Coming from the phone, a gentle female voice concealed a touch of worry.
"I'm fine." Jin Chenye frowns, answering politely yet distantly.
He seems to be puzzled as to why Meng Ziqi would call him at this time.
However, he rarely cares about any woman other than Qin Youxuan, let alone guessing their thoughts.
"..."
