Who lost?

After the call with chessaray, Jiang se was no longer sleepy. Xia Chaoqun probably did not know about this yet. Tonight, chessaray had informed her in private.

Xia Chaoqun had always slept late. When Jiang se called, she picked up very quickly.

"Is there something?" Even though Jiang SE's call came suddenly, Xia Chaoqun's voice remained calm as if there were no fluctuations. When he spoke, he must have put the phone on speaker and placed it on the table. His voice sounded a little distant. The rustling of documents could be heard. Through the phone, Jiang se could almost imagine the scene of Xia Chaoqun working in the study before he went to bed.

"Did I disturb you, sister Chaoqun?"

"No matter what time it is, it won't be considered a disturbance if you call."

After she said this, she put her pen on the table and picked up the phone.