Loss

On the other end of the phone, Bai Ye's brows furrowed even deeper. "What happened that you need to access surveillance footage? Is someone bullying you over there?" His voice became increasingly serious, as if he was about to rush over in the next second.

Bai Pu hurriedly denied, "No, it's not, brother. Don't make random guesses. It's related to my work."

Journalists do engage in some unusual behaviors for investigation purposes.

Bai Ye's tense heart eased slightly when he heard her explanation, but he still didn't completely let go. "I can help you, but you have to honestly tell me what you've been up to lately."

How could Bai Pu possibly tell him? After all, it involved intricate connections, and he definitely wouldn't allow her to continue for the sake of her safety.

Since the soft approach didn't work, she could only resort to throwing a tantrum.