"I'll make a call and ask." Meng Xi'er sighed, looking at Qu Shengxia who was staring pitifully at her. "If he doesn't agree, I really have no way."
"Who is he?" Qu Shengxia blinked her big eyes curiously and asked.
"My creditor." Meng Xi'er sighed again.
"Wow, is he the wealthy tycoon who drives a Rolls-Royce?" Qu Shengxia was interested in this particular detail.
Meng Xi'er took a helpless look at her and pushed Qu Shengxia's gossiping face aside, standing up and saying, "I'm going to make a call, don't come over."
"Huh, stingy." Qu Shengxia pouted her mouth.
Calling Gu Huai'an was a first for her.
There was a deep-rooted fear in her bones for that man. The phone rang a few times before it was quickly answered, with Gu Huai'an's lazy and magnetic voice coming from the other end.
"Hello?"
"It's me." Meng Xi'er pursed her lips, somewhat nervously. "I have a gathering with colleagues tonight, can I... can I come back a bit later?"
