Nalan Ye Jue gazed at the text message on his phone.
The "ding——!" sound was like a delightful note, gently tapping at his heart.
He swiped open the screen, and a line of words jumped into view: [Mr. Nalan, sorry to bother you, but may I discuss the CE75 procurement with you?]
Nalan Ye Jue's lips tugged slightly.
The tone of the message was so polite, the first half restrained and courteous, yet the second half couldn't help but get straight to the point.
Very much like that girl's personality.
Contradictory yet amusing.
The message was signed with "Qin Xin" at the end.
Does she think that her phone number isn't specially tagged with her name in his contacts, so she has to sign it like a business letter?
What a silly girl.
Nalan Ye Jue's long fingers moved quickly to reply to her: [You're not bothering me. Sure, that's fine.]
After sending, his long fingers lingered on the phone screen, his eyes patiently watching the nickname he gave her: "The girl with a green hat."
