Out of options, she reluctantly dialed Chiang Sen's number.
Chiang Sen answered the phone, "Hello?"
"Chiang Sen, it's me." Su Linhuan's voice was sweet and seductive, easily recognizable. One could tell it was her with a single listen.
Chiang Sen's face immediately darkened, "Miss Su, what can I do for you?"
"I need to speak to Jingyu about something, can you put him on the phone?" Su Linhuan asked in as sweet a tone as she could muster.
Nevertheless, Chiang Sen loathed her.
Hearing her speak, he couldn't help but find it amusing. She had previously disregarded Mr. Fu, especially when he was injured. Now she was treating him, a mere assistant, in the same way. Wasn't that quite ironic?
Chiang Sen refused her request: "I'm sorry, I can't let that happen."
"I really need to speak to him."