C681 What Is This Man Thinking All Day Long

From the other end of the phone comes a man's deep, magnetic inquiry.

"How is it?"

Qin Gui took a light puff of the cigarette. "My hand almost disappeared. What do you think?"

He paused for a few seconds. "You mean... he really cares about Gu Xiaye?"

"If I tried to stop him for another ten seconds, I would be dead by now