Not what I want

"I got into trouble now I have to replace it. I'm almost running out of time, Mr. Bolin, let's talk later."

Zhang Liling quickly ended the conversation and got into the cab just as it pulled over in front of her.

After confirming her destination, the driver drove off.

Bolin glanced at his phone and sighed. 'She caused another trouble?'

'Should I call him or not?'

Bolin was contemplating on whether to call Mr. Fang or not. He also didn't want to get into trouble, so he wasn't going to rush things.

If he called for no reason, out of the blue, he might become the next target, so he had to think properly on how to stay away, or calm his anger.

After thinking for a while, while pacing up and down his sitting room, he dialled the number of a certain familiar someone.

After several rings, Chuanli answered the call. "Hello?"