"Su Lu."
Bo Jingshen uttered two words, his tone showing little change.
But Jiang Su on the other end was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke, "Oh, Su Lu."
He didn't intentionally draw out the syllables, but his usual unhurried speech, when slowed further, always sounded somewhat meaningful.
Bo Jingshen gave a low chuckle, "Hmm."
He was already prepared to be teased by Jiang Su, but Jiang Su didn't tease him. After a couple of light laughs, he said, "Alright, Su Lu then. I'll have someone contact Su Lu later."
Just when Bo Jingshen thought Jiang Su wouldn't say anything more, another message came through.
"This is supposed to be your personal matter, and I shouldn't say much, but given our years of friendship, I'll remind you of one thing."
"Hmm?" Bo Jingshen uttered a questioning syllable.
