"Buzz..."

Who knows he just sent Ye Cheng a text message in the past, his cell phone shocked before he could put it in his pocket, and a text message came again. At first glance, it was still this bastard who wanted to ignore it directly, but curiously killed the cat, Joe Rubing still couldn't help beating it open...

This time, Qiao Rubing prepared herself psychologically, opened the text message while pretending to check the documents as if nothing had happened, and had a head humming like a cell phone in her hand. Even if she had prepared herself psychologically, a pretty face was slightly reddened and quietly dizzy.

I...