47 A Different Gong Jue!

Late into the night.

Gu Qiqi could only hear the sound of leather boots continuously from downstairs. A lot of people seemed to be walking around busily.

It was close to midnight when Special Assistant Lu's voice was faintly heard.

"Little Chief… was found in Qing Cheng Hospital…"

"He's fine. He's just squatting in the hospital corridor and crying pitifully…"

"Send him back to the old residence in the Imperial Capital? Yes! I'll prepare a plane…"

Gu Qiqi curled her lips.

She thought to herself, I wonder which of Gong Jue's little girlfriends got into a fight?

Tsk tsk. What "small hands" and "looks so pitiful"?

As she was thinking about this, she heard the sound of powerful leather boots stepping into the room.

Gu Qiqi shrank back into the blanket.

"Boom!"

Gong Jue slammed the door shut.

His long fingers loosened the buttons impatiently, and his belt fell off in response.