Zhou Jingyun judged that the man was not Jiang Tong's lover based on the "Are you comfortable" line that he had heard on the phone. He was the type of man who served people.
Jiang Tong laughed, and it was the kind of laughter that could not be controlled. "Haha, You're too funny. Don't tell me you're really jealous?"
"I'm afraid you'll ruin my reputation!" Zhou Jingyun rolled his eyes and decisively changed the topic. "You know Jiao Qinglong?"
"We're friends," Jiang Tong answered.
"When did you meet him?" Zhou Jingyun asked again.
"Don't you think you have too many questions?" Jiang Tong said with a smile, "In our line of work, you should understand that some things are secrets that can not be told."
Zhou Jingyun shut his mouth expressionlessly. He knew it was useless to ask. Jiang Tong would not tell him.