Qiao Nian was supporting her chin. Upon hearing Gu San talk to Ye Wangchuan about the ores and the Red Alliance, she replied him seriously.
[Sun: This time was an accident. Don't worry, there shouldn't be a next time.]
Back then, she was unsure how she could return the favor. Perhaps this batch of ores would help her repay part of it.
Qiao Nian exited the app after replying, not intending to reply any further. Slim Waist Control was the most talkative of the few of them. They had no idea what he usually did during the day, but it appeared that he had a lot of time to chat in the group. No matter who was replying him, he could manage to drag on the conversation for two hours. Since she knew that this was his unique ability, she couldn't be bothered to go on chatting with him for now.
The moment she exited the Red Alliance app, a call came in.
Qiao Nian took a look at the caller ID. Her carefree expression faded, and she was more serious now as she answered the call. "Hello."
Her voice wasn't gentle and girly like Qiao Chen's and Wu he's. For some reason, her voice was slightly hoarse.
But it was a nice kind of hoarse. When she spoke slowly, it sounded like the alluring tune of a cello.
Ye Wangchuan was on the phone with Gu San initially.
But he was getting distracted while listening to him talk about the batch of goods.
"Master Wang, I hear Miss Qiao's voice. Are you with her?" Gu San was extremely vigilant, since he was talking about something so confidential. He immediately stopped talking about the Red Alliance, Ninth Branch, and the restricted area, and instead said, "I'll wait for you to be back, then."
He wasn't guarded against Qiao Nian. It was just that Qiao Nian was, at best, slightly better than an ordinary high school girl. He didn't think much of it.
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