"What are you waiting for? Pick up my phone off the floor idiot!" Zhou Yu barked out as she lounged back against her pillows, a hand stretched out imperiously, an implicit reminder for Qiu Ju to hurry. Qiu Ju hastily picked up her phone and deposited it into her outstretched hands shakily.
Zhou Yu answered the call. "Hello Investigator, I trust that you have some good news for me?" Her voice was sickly sweet, a far cry from the fierce bratty behaviour displayed just seconds before. If Qiu Ju didn't fear for her life and livelihood, she would have called her a two-faced bitch.
"I have some news, although whether it's good news or not… that's up to you," the man on the other end of the call said.
"Tell me," Zhou Yu demanded.
The man did, and Qiu Ju was half-horrified at the way her mistress threw her head back and cackled, as though this was the best news she had heard all year. She even wiped a tear from her eyes!