Gu Qiqi thought it was gong jue who called to urge her to go home.
She didn’t expect it to be Wu Er.
“What’s wrong, Little Punk?”Gu Qiqi’s tone was relaxed.
Wu er gritted his teeth and said in a bad mood, “Hey, Gu Qiqi, do you have a conscience? He gave you a lot of hard work to search for clues, but you called him... er, er, ER, whatever!”
Gu Qiqi burst into laughter. “Good, good, good. You’ve worked hard! I Won’t call you an idiot anymore, okay? What clues are you helping me search for? The Gong Jue Case? Can you find a new witness, an idiot?”
The corner of Wu Er’s lips twitched violently and he said angrily, “All you can think about is Gong Jue!”
Gu Qiqi:”...”
She didn’t know how to answer him.
If she didn’t care about Gong Jue, who else could she care about?
