C61 A Woman's Weapon

Gu Chenjun's voice slowly sounded in the car. "Guyan, are we really not even allowed to talk properly now?"

His usually pleasant voice was now in the quiet and narrow interior of the car. His voice was like the focal point, clear and pleasant to listen to.

Wen Guyan's eyes moved. After a while, she sat up straight and turned around. Her face was indifferent as she said, "President Gu