"Director Jiang, Director Gu is in a meeting," Xu Fang informed warmly, his words neither humble nor arrogant, despite the churning anxiety within, fearing Director Jiang would trouble him later. Yet his tone was quite familiar.
"A meeting?" Jiang Muwan scoffed coldly.
Believe that?
Of course not.
"Xu Fang, remember I'm still your boss's wife! If I find out you've lied to me, I'll make sure you regret it." Jiang Muwan threatened Xu Fang with a cold and harsh tone, frightening him into a cold sweat.
His eyes glanced at Gu Jiangnian, begging for mercy.
But the latter, leaning on the sofa, was as unmoving as a mountain, with no intention of saying anything at all.
Xu Fang mustered his courage: "Director Jiang must be joking. I wouldn't dare."
"You'd better not," Jiang Muwan gritted her teeth and hung up the phone, then stood there and dialed Fu Jing.
The latter picked up, as if she knew why Jiang Muwan was calling and directly said: "I've sent someone to check."
