Gu Annan sat in the black leather chair, "No need."
Zhao Chen, helpless, "President Gu, I didn't mean to tell Miss Lu yesterday. She called using your cellphone, and I let it slip. After knowing the situation, Miss Lu was worried about you and insisted on coming over, and there was nothing I could do."
"Is that so?" Gu Annan's face remained impassive.
Zhao Chen gave a sheepish smile, "But honestly, President Gu, Miss Lu really cares about you. Yesterday, when she stood at the door, I nearly cried just looking at her."
A cold snort, someone with crossed legs toyed with a cellphone, "Thinking she was the perpetrator, how could she not cry."
"…" Zhao Chen fell silent.
"What happened last night?" Gu Annan changed the subject, his eyes narrowing with a deep light, "Why wasn't I notified about this morning's headlines?"
Speaking of this, Zhao Chen was quite surprised this morning as well.