Her annoyance flared. She had seen enough of Gu Aihan's manipulative antics to know the girl had no limits when it came to stirring trouble.
But what concerned her most was her second brother's newfound leniency toward Gu Aihan.
Was he blinded by guilt, affection, or something else entirely? Whatever the reason, his actions were becoming increasingly reckless.
She turned on her heel, her stilettos clicking sharply against the tiled floor as she stormed toward the door.
"Thank you, nurse," she said curtly, her tone dismissive. "I'll handle this."
The nurse, sensing the tension, merely nodded and stepped aside as Gu Jichun swept out of the office.
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The sleek black car carrying Second Young Master Gu sped down the highway, weaving expertly through traffic. He sat in the backseat, his fingers tapping impatiently on his knee as he stared out the window, his mind consumed by thoughts of Gu Jin.