Feng Yu Leaked the Question in Advance?

She flipped open a page and lowered her head unwillingly. She flipped through the book faster and faster with increased strength. She used so much strength that she almost tore the pages.

Upon seeing her push the notebook away, the old servant's chest heaved as she took deep breaths. Worried about her, she mustered her courage and asked, "Miss, are you alright?"

"I'm okay."

Ji Ziyin stood up without even looking at her. Her gaze was hostile as she picked up the laptop and cell phone that she had pushed away from the table and walked toward the study. "I'll make a call. Hurry up and tidy up the room."

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, the old servant quickly stepped aside to let her pass.

Ji Ziyin entered the study with a dark expression and closed the door. Then, she called Gu Hengbo.

It rang seven or eight times before he picked up.

"What's the matter?"