Jiang Muwan looked at the red light flickering above, lifted her hand for a drag of her cigarette, "No, you're busy."
After speaking, she hung up the call and dialed Gu Jiangnian.
As the green light came on, she turned the steering wheel.
On the other side, Gu Jiangnian was not quick to answer the phone.
Once he picked up, a cold, icy word was thrown over, "Speak."
Jiang Muwan paused for two seconds, thought about hanging up, but also knew she needed a favor, so her pride wouldn't allow it.
"I am being followed," Jiang Muwan straightforwardly said, hoping this damn man would show some kindness.
Upon hearing this, Gu Jiangnian's hand froze while looking at the keyboard, and then he raised his hand to signal the end of the day's work. He closed the laptop in front of him, stood up, and strode out of the meeting room.
Gu Jiangnian felt a bit of urgency when he heard about this.
But his pride was still evident, "What about your Mr. Ji?"
Gu Jiangnian was one to hold grudges.
