Xu Wenjie stood among the people coming and going, and his eyes were obviously tense.

The next phone call will determine your own life path. Whether

is dead or alive, whether it is earnest or glorious depends on the following performance!

"Sir is resting. Just tell me what you want." The old housekeeper said lightly.

"No, it's a matter of great importance. I must report it to my husband in person!" Xu Wenjie said firmly.

"Are you sure it's more important than your husband's sleep?" The housekeeper's voice was tinged with coldness.

Hearing this, Xu Wenjie's heart just roared open! uuuuuuuuuuuu

"Sleep shit! Why did I disturb his sleep?

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