Qin Shu stared at the door for a while before looking at the food in front of her. She had not eaten since this morning and was famished. Yet, looking at the food in front of her did not ignite her appetite. She seemed to remember something—she hurriedly picked up her phone and dialed Gu Yan's number.
As Gu Yan went down the stairs, he saw two people—a man and a kid—sitting on the sofa. He knew who they were, but he did not have the time for them today. He averted his gaze and walked out of the living room.
Meanwhile, the phone in his pocket rang. He took out his phone and looked at the caller ID. It was Qin Shu. Quickly, he picked it up.
"No matter what he asks, you must not say it was a bullet."
Before Gu Yan could reply to her, Qin Shu had already hung up.
