Reaching her room, Ji Chu Hua takes out her phone and dials a number before bringing her phone up to her ear.
It didn't take long for the line to connect. However, she spoke first and did not give the person she called a chance to answer.
"I know you have seen today's news. Find out who leaked those photos and silence them. I'll compensate you 100,000 yuan if you finish the job quickly."
Without waiting for a response, she hung up and tossed her phone on the bed.
Her eyes, which were usually sweet and docile in front of others, were dark and menacing. If the person who brought this anger upon her were standing in front of her, they would have been stabbed to death just by her gaze.
Staring at her phone, her right hand holds her left elbow and nibbles on her fingernails. Her quickly changes from full of rage to unease.
She couldn't help but think about something she remembered the night before.