If Su Zimai makes a fuss and insists on following, then Gu Wenyu would have to use a restraint trap to tie her up.
Now Su Zimai is lying on her side in bed, eyes closed, looking so peaceful, with even breathing; she probably has no intention of making trouble.
Thinking of this, Gu Wenyu withdrew the corner of his gaze from the bed and continued to look at the sea.
After a while, as the sun completely sank below the horizon, the world reflected in Gu Wenyu's pupils dimmed, with the sea and the port turning pitch black.
He picked up a mask with dark red patterns from the ground beside him, then pulled a phone out of his coat pocket using a restraint belt, and dialed an anonymous call.
"Who is it?" Before long, the voice of Ke Qirui came from the other side of the phone.
"It's me... Miss Ke Qirui." Black Cocoon activated the voice changer on the mask, speaking unhurriedly.
Ke Qirui was silent for a moment, then her tone turned strongly incredulous:
"Gu Wenyu?"
