This time, Qiao Nian understood. Gu Zhou must have asked Gu Qi to make this call. It was already three in the morning, but Gu Zhou had actually woken Gu Qi up. Did Gu Zhou know that children had to sleep early at night?
Qiao Nian sighed helplessly and said, "There's really no need. After I'm done, I can go home by myself!"
There was no more movement on the other side of the phone.
Seeing that the call was still connected, Qiao Nian called out in confusion, "Xiao Qi?"
"Nian'er, it's me." Suddenly, Gu Zhou's low and hoarse voice came through the phone.
When Qiao Nian heard Gu Zhou's voice, the blood drained from her face.
The events of that night surged into her mind, catching her off guard. Fear instantly surrounded her.
Qiao Nian's entire body was cold. Her phone trembled slightly, as if it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand. She couldn't say a word, immersed in the memories of that night.
