He Zhilan held the phone in one hand, her other hand gently tapping on the table. The corner of her lips curved into a smirk, "What’s this, Lan Song, trying to find my weakness or gain a hold over me? How did you get hold of my dormitory phone number if Gu En isn’t with you? Let me guess when you and Gu En became accomplices. It should’ve been shortly after I gave you my phone number, right? That day Gu En said you were looking for me and then whisked me away for a car race. By then, you should’ve been on Gu En’s payroll, right? That’s why Gu En knew I asked you some questions and conspired with you. Since then, you’ve used that information to trick me. Well, Lan Song, tell me, am I right?"
Lan Song was dumbfounded on the other end of the line. How could He Zhilan guess everything?
Indeed, what He Zhilan said was true. The day he got her phone number on the bowling field, he threw it away immediately. He only coaxed He Zhilan to save face but didn’t take the matter seriously. Later, when Gu En asked him about his conversation with He Zhilan that day and whether she left him her phone number, he started to help Gu En trick her, just to get Ding Long’s business contract.
Lan Song decided to assist Gu En because he noted that Ding Long was trying to please Gu En. In the capital’s social circle, Gu’s family had a higher status than Ding Long’s. After leaving the army, Ding Long wanted to establish a foothold in the capital and take over Lin Chan’s clients. This needs a powerful Discover more novels on NovelHub - your gateway to endless stories.
As expected, after collaborating with Gu En, Lan Song smoothly obtained the partnership agreement with Ding Long’s company. In Lan Song’s opinion, his trip to the capital wasn’t a waste, despite the cold shoulders he received from Lin Chan and others.
With the contract signed and the collaboration settled, it was true that Lan Song was planning to return to the south. After all, people like Ding Long tend to monopolize the market and leave no chance for others. However, Lan Song was genuinely curious about why He Zhilan inquired about the Lan family. If he could take advantage of this, he wouldn’t mind helping He Zhilan once he was back in the south.
However, Lan Song didn’t expect that after the last incident, He Zhilan would become so sensitive and guess everything accurately.
He Zhilan was the first to hang up the phone. She was furious and had no wish to talk any further with a petty man like Lan Song. However, thinking about this evening’s call, He Zhilan couldn’t help but sneer.
"This Gu En is getting impatient. He gave me a hard time just the other day and now he can’t wait to trick me again." He Zhilan sneered looking at Gu En’s vacant seat, "God knows what horrible trap he’s set for me this time."
"Venomous witch!" Jiang Biyun, sitting close to He Zhilan, heard clearly everything that she and the man on the phone discussed. Jiang Biyun was gritting her teeth in anger, "Apart from these two words, despite my years of education, I can’t find another term to describe her!"
"We’re at school. There are too many people around, so she won’t be able to do much to me. As long as I don’t fall for her tricks and go out with her, everything will be fine. It’s getting late. Let’s rest early. We agreed to get up early tomorrow morning for a run on the sports ground to exercise, didn’t we? Let’s go back to our beds." He Zhilan patted Jiang Biyun on her shoulder.