"Ah, stop it, it hurts," the woman's voice kept coming through.
Gu Zhiyuan heard the familiar voice. He couldn't believe it and his eyes widened in shock as he roared, "Let Ji Wushuang answer the phone."
He hadn't expected that in broad daylight, she would still be doing it with a man, and now her phone was picked up by a man, obviously, they were doing it while answering the phone.
Even through the phone, he could hear the other side's intense sounds.
"Ah, help, save me," Ji Wushuang's screams of agony kept coming from the other end of the phone.
Gu Zhiyuan listened as it seemed there was more than one person, speaking vulgar words to Ji Wushuang.
"Fuck, lift her up."
"Weren't you saying it felt good? Now you want to run?"
"Bro, I haven't had my turn yet."
The voices of these men kept coming, stabbing Gu Zhiyuan's ears, and in anger, he threw the phone forcefully to the ground.
With a "bang," the phone was smashed hard on the floor, shattered to pieces.