Yan Ye was currently in T City, and although he had not given any instructions regarding Kim, Jian Yu was well aware—Kim was done for.
Besides informing him that Kim was outside the office, the secretary also told him about Lian Xinying's phone call.
After Jian Yu entered, he swept a cold glance at Kim before walking over to Yan Ye's desk, only to see that the call had been disconnected.
"Did you just answer the phone?" Jian Yu furrowed his brows and looked back at Kim.
Kim felt somewhat guilty and shook her head innocently, "How would I dare to answer his call? The phone rang for a bit then it hung up by itself."
The corners of Jian Yu's mouth twitched slightly, his expression exuding a cold air of arrogance.
Strikingly similar to Yan Ye.
"How come you're here alone? The things Yan Ye sent you, don't you know you should return them?"
Jian Yu's teasing tone made Kim suddenly look up.
"Return them? Are you joking? Yan Ye never said he was canceling our wedding!"