After hanging up the phone, Song Qiao looked at her now-darken phone, overwhelmed with indecision, her heartbeat inexplicably quickening.
This wasn't happiness but rather a heart racing out of anxiety that she couldn't control. She glanced at her phone, hesitated for a moment but then decided to call Lu Jingchen directly.
It was just closing time for CK Group, but Lu Jingchen hadn't gone out for dinner. Instead, he had his assistant order takeout. Had it not been for plans to eat with Song Qiao, he would have had the assistant order takeout these past few days, eating directly in his office before taking a rest and then getting back to work.
His phone rang on the desk. Lu Jingchen glanced at the caller ID, a slight raise of his eyebrows as he noticed it was Song Qiao, but he still picked up the phone and slid to answer the call.
The man didn't speak, simply leaning back in his chair to relax, the sudden release from his usually taut posture giving way to a lax sensation.
