At first, An Qingge tried to continue speaking, but Zhang Lin quickly sealed her mouth shut, and she couldn't say anything.

A moment later, Zhang Lin didn't need to gag her, and she couldn't say anything anymore!

...

Outside the door.

Ji Yuetong looked worried.

"It's over. An Qingge is definitely going to make things difficult for Zhang Lin, and Zhang Lin will definitely come after me, since I'm the one who leaked the information. I wonder how Zhang Lin will deal with me..."

"How can An Qingge be so ruthless! Just like Zhang Lin, she's always ready to take people's lives. She's really just following her husband's lead!"

She felt like she was doomed.

"I have such a sharp tongue, why did I have to make that joke!"

"Oh no!!"

Ji Yuetong squatted on her bed, wishing she could bury her head under the covers and become an ostrich.

She couldn't imagine what an angry Zhang Lin would do to her.

Maybe it will be ruined!

With these worries in mind, Ji Yuetong couldn't sleep most of the night. At some point, she couldn't hold on any longer, her body was so tired that she collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep.

Actually, she was overthinking it.

Zhang Lin remained completely calm.

An Qingge was mostly conscious throughout the night.

She remained groggy and disoriented until the next morning, as if her soul had left her body.

Zhang Lin dragged her along, without even having breakfast, and drove all the way to the outskirts of the city.

It was only when the cold wind outside the car blew that she finally came to her senses.

"Zhang Lin...I have something to tell you..."