"Do you even realize that there are people at home worrying about you? When your phone broke, couldn't you just come back? Do you know how anxious I was calling you over and over with no answer?" Zhou Bingzhu was clearly very agitated.
Gu Shengyin felt a sudden tremor in her heart upon hearing these words.
To be honest, being an exorcist is inherently a very dangerous job.
The feeling of having someone waiting for you at home after completing a life-and-death task, it's truly wonderful.
However, in this life, she is destined not to enjoy such warmth.
So, facing Zhou Bingzhu's questions, she could only close her eyes, refusing to look at him.
After venting his anger, Zhou Bingzhu saw Gu Shengyin lying on the sofa, completely ignoring him.
This was what he couldn't stand the most.
He felt his own agitation was simply pathetic and ridiculous, while the person sitting on the sofa didn't care at all.
