"Hanzi, there's a phone call for you." Mother's voice came from outside.

Hanzi thought, "Who is looking for me at this time? Lao Tzu is not happy." Just listened to Wei Guangxing's words, Han Zi is now in the heart of a fire, depressed tightly. Hearing her mother's cry, she had to walk slowly to her parents'room.

"Hello, who is it?" Hanzi picked up the phone and asked, in a rather impatient tone.

"Whoop... Hanzi, they wronged me." There was a cry on the other end of the phone. Hanzi was worried. When he saw the phone, he heard crying. He was very depressed. He shouted, "Who are you?" Cry...