On the phone, the man's voice was low and powerful. "Where are you?"
"I'll be back in a bit, don't worry about me." Gu Anjin's tone was relaxed. "I already told you, I just came out to take a drive, nothing's going to happen. Brother Siqing, Mr. Murphy's son—what else is there for you to worry about?"
"He's only a stepson, no one knows where he really came from. Jinjin, tell me where you are."
"Here you go again, coming to pick me up?" Gu Anjin deliberately shifted her tone. "I don't want to tell you, and I don't want you to pick me up. You can't control my life like this while at the same time rejecting me. I'm telling you, I've had enough! Yue Siqing, I've already told you all this so many times. This time I'm not just mad in the moment and fine after you coax me. I don't want to live like this for the rest of my life. Think it through yourself. Goodbye."
Without listening to what he had to say next, Gu Anjin decisively hung up the phone again.
