"Who?" Ning Zhiyuan asked in a cold voice.

if I'm not familiar with it, I'd rather go straight to hang up.

the beautiful female voice gave a low smile and said, "I told you to guess who I am. Why do you still ask?"

rather, Zhiyuan squints his eyes slightly and wants to hang up impatiently. He doesn't have time to play this game of guessing my guess with people he doesn't know.

the other party is also Xie Ning Zhiyuan. A second before he wants to hang up, he says his name loudly, which makes his hand pause.

"it's me. I'm superficial. I'd rather go far and you remember."...