"Qiao Yu, what is it?" Lu Zhilv answered, his voice sharp. *Had Nan Chu sent her to plead her case?* he wondered. But he’d always despised Qiao Yu; surely Nan Chu wasn’t foolish enough to use her as a go-between. "Mr. Lu, do you have a minute?" "No." The rejection was swift and absolute. Qiao Yu fell silent for a few seconds on the other end, then spoke with determined sincerity. "Mr. Lu, I know y