C84 Quite Innocent

Gu Shinian stared at the familiar number that she could almost memorize by heart, her face pale.

She suppressed the bitterness and heaviness in her heart, paused for a moment, and then carefully picked it up.

"Hello?"

Her voice was still as hoarse as a broken gong.

"I'm almost to the door."

Mu Xiuci was driving with one hand, his gaze swept across the street and asked in a deep voice