After taking a glance at Gu Xiaorou's message, Yang Gang had carelessly forgotten to lock his cellphone.
Dong Qian stared at the flickering phone screen for a moment, then reached out to pick it up. She glanced at the caller ID and paused slightly.
After a brief moment of hesitation, Dong Qian pressed the answer key.
"Gang, you bastard, why aren't you replying to my messages?!" Gu Xiaorou's roar erupted from the phone.
Dong Qian was taken aback. This woman named Gu Xiaorou was nothing like how Zhang Yu had described her.
In Zhang Yu's words, Gu Xiaorou was a refined and virtuous lady, but the frantic woman on the phone was anything but elegant.
Seeing that the other party remained silent, Gu Xiaorou felt perplexed. "Hello, Gang…"
"Oh, um, Yang Gang just went to the bathroom." Dong Qian replied.
Gu Xiaorou paused at the sound of a strange woman's voice.
Who was this woman? And why was she answering Gang's phone?
