At this critical moment, being bitten by the dog she hired immediately extinguished Gu Jin'er's good mood.
Staring at the phone screen with a sullen face, Gu Jin'er irritably bit her nail.
Rather than the other's increasingly outrageous demands, she was more concerned about someone holding her handle!
If she agrees this time, will there be a next time, and a time after that?
Suppose there are demands in the future that she can't meet, will the other party, holding her handle, contact Bo Jinghang directly over her…
Bad mood, biting her lower lip tightly, Gu Jin'er pondered sending a message: [Give me some time to think about it.]
Empty avatar: [Okay, but my father's condition can't be delayed, I can't give you much time.]
Gu Jin'er: [I'm very busy right now, I'll respond to you tomorrow.]
Cold-faced, exiting the software, Gu Jin'er turned off her phone, frowning in confusion.
