Qin Jiaran didn't know how to continue the conversation, but she couldn't just hang up, so she remained silent, maintaining the call.
Gu Nanqiao took her phone from the bed and walked to the French window before stopping. Looking down at the scenery below, she broke the silence with a slow smile, "Qin Jiaran, sometimes I'm really curious about what's going on in your mind."
She cracked the window open slightly, and her tone suddenly turned fierce, "Shamelessly being the other woman, sleeping with my man every night, aren't you afraid that one day I might just kill you while you're lying next to him?"
Startled by her fierce tone, Qin Jiaran's voice softened further, "Sister..."