Quan Tianyou had matters to attend to, and Su Liuying naturally would not take up his time with idle chatter. After hanging up the phone, she sat at her desk, lost in thought, unsure of what to do next.
It seemed her adversary could track her silently, closely observing her every move. This gave her a feeling of being at someone else's mercy.
Today was already the second day, and what kind of terrible storm was waiting for her after tomorrow?
That pervert had given her a warning, telling her that in three days, her life would no longer run smoothly. It was like a tightening curse on her head, growing tighter as time passed.
"Designer Su! Designer Su!"
The two calls roused Su Liuying from her stupor. She came to her senses and looked blankly at the clerk standing in front of her desk, asking, "Liu, is there something wrong?"
"Mr. Lin has called everyone for a quick meeting. I saw you were still spacing out at your desk, so I came to get you!"
