Wen Sang negotiated with Jiang Jingchen with a playful smile, but her voice carried a hint of coquettishness.
"What are your principles? Brother Jingchen,"
Jiang Jingchen was very impatient.
If she dilly-dallied here, he would suspect her involvement in his wife's disappearance!
"State your demands, Wen Sang. I don't have the patience to waste time with you."
Wen Sang was angry and grumbled.
"Are you that impatient with me? Then why did you come looking for me!"
She said with an aggrieved expression, "I approached you with good intentions. You hung up on me a few times. What's wrong with me that you hate me so much?"
Jiang Jingchen took a deep breath again and endured it.
"I don't hate you. I'm just worried about my wife. I thought you contacted me for work-related matters."
Wen Sang crossed her arms and pouted.