Hearing Zhao Tiezhu's voice, Bai Qingling was shocked all over. She took out her mobile phone and took a picture of Zhao Tiezhu's face. After seeing it clearly, Bai Qingling was stunned, and then his face showed joy.

"Brother Zhao, how could it be you!" Bai Qingling gently washed his nose and wiped his tears. Obviously, Bai Qingling was frightened just now. Fortunately, this time it was Zhao Tiezhu. If she was a real ghost, she would die.

"Why are you here?" Zhao Tiezhu asked.

"I..." Bai Qing moved his lips cleverly, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"If you don't want to say it, I'll send you...