Kapitel 1209: The Story of Ling and Heng (472)

Seeing this message, Feng Ling propped up her wet head with one hand and looked at these words with doubt and surprise.

Who was this person?

How did he know that she was in this hotel now? Did he follow them? Or was he working in the hotel? Or...

Just when she was thinking about whether she should ask Li Nanheng about it, that person sent another message. [It's me. Can't you guess who I am? Come down. I have something for you. ]

Feng Ling held her cell phone and thought for a while. Perhaps it was a friend of hers in Boston. She remembered that many people had said that they would come to Los Angeles to visit her. Maybe this friend changed his phone number.

But who could it be?