After hanging up the phone, Song Qiao looked at her now darkened phone, feeling inexplicably anxious as her heartbeat escalated.
It wasn't a happy sensation, but rather an uncontrollable anxious thumping in her chest. Glancing at her phone in her hand, she decided to make a direct call to Lu Jingchen.
It just so happened to be the end of the workday at CK Group, but Lu Jingchen had not gone out to eat. Instead, he ordered takeout through his assistant. If it weren't for an arranged dinner with Song Qiao, he would typically have the assistant order takeout for him to eat in the office, rest briefly, and then continue working.
The phone buzzed atop the desk, and Lu Jingchen turned to look at the caller ID, noticing it was Song Qiao. A slight frown crossed his brows, but he still picked up the phone and slid his finger across the answer button to his ear.
