C225 Shoot If You Can

Zhou Xiaomei had always wanted to chat with Gu Yingjue, but when she saw his expression, she gave up on the idea.

Halfway through eating, Gu Yingjue's phone on the table rang, breaking the silence.

He looked at the caller ID. It was not answered, nor was it hung up. He just let it ring.

Zhou Xiaomei felt it was strange.

Gu Yingjue's phone number had always only been given to important people