Just as he didn't want to think about Wu Min, Zhang Ziwen's cellphone rang. He checks the caller ID, is it not Wu Min, the icy beauty?
Slowly shaking his head, Zhang Ziwen placed the phone at his ear, "....Finished with your work?"
"I've finished. Where are you?" an attractive yet icy voice came through the phone.
"I'm at the company, discussing some matters with Mr Zhu," Zhang Ziwen revealed a slight smile. He had grown accustomed to her icy tone.
"Well... then, keep busy. I'll find somewhere to have a drink, call me when you get off work."
"I'm about finished. Come to Central, now that you're in Hong Kong, this shopping paradise, let's go shopping together."
"Please, time is tight and we don't even have a clue about the hostage. What shopping? I don't have such free time." Wu Min's ungrateful voice came through the phone.
