C164 Hope

Zhung Jun glanced at his phone, noticing there was no caller ID displayed. With a hint of curiosity, he answered, "Hello, who is this?"

"It's me."

The voice was smooth and slightly lazy, unmistakably belonging to the enigmatic Yan.

"Miss Yan, is there something you need?" Zhung Jun asked cautiously, aware that Yan's connections were not something he could afford to provoke