"Young Master Jiang," Gao Shu said, somewhat surprised, as Jiang Fulai seldom called her. They had WeChat, but rarely chatted. Most matters were conveyed to her by Jiang Xijue, "Why are you calling me?"
It was indeed out of the ordinary.
Jiang Fulai returned to his room after staying a long while in room 103. His clothes had picked up a faint smell of tobacco, and he was preparing to take a bath, holding his loungewear. His voice was casual, "Did you go to the concert today?"
He had never before taken such interest in her whereabouts.
Gao Shu's fingers rested on her knees, and after a brief thought, she said in surprise, "You… don't tell me, she recognized me?"
Without speaking a word or giving Bai Lian overly attentive looks, she had been concerned about revealing anything to Bai Lian.
"Yes, I mentioned you to her," Jiang Fulai said, turning with his clothing in hand.