On the other end of the call, Gao Lin was silenced by this sentence all of a sudden.
"Miss Gao, I mean no harm. I'm just speaking off the top of my head. Please don't overthink it. Maybe Xia Wan'an truly is connected to our high-level executives. Director Gu is probably giving her special treatment to respect his leader, not like those other men who are afraid of their proper girlfriends finding out about their side affairs, using it as an excuse..."
Gao Lin, who had been silent for quite a while, finally spoke up again, "Miss Song, could I please ask you to do me a favor?"
"What favor? Go ahead."
"Could you keep an eye on Azhi and that little wretch for me, and let me know if anything arises?"
"That...," Ai Jiang hesitated, looking very distressed.
"I won't let you do this for nothing. When I went to Chanel today, I saw the latest limited edition crocodile skin handbag which is a runway model. I will gift it to you, will you help me please?"
