Follower: I saw it.
Xiao Jiu stared at the three words that were sent over. She could imagine him staring at her with blue hair expressionlessly. She immediately felt as if her face was burning red with shame.
She threw her phone away and fell onto the bed, burying her face in the blanket.
"I've lost so much face even I've crossed provinces."
"I don't have any honor left at all!"
...
Yuyuan Estate, private airport.
The plane returning from Liuli City had already landed steadily on the runway.
The staff stepped forward and opened the hatch.
Zong Zhengyu casually put on a black windbreaker.
The weather in Jianglan City was changeable recently. At this time of the night, the wind was stronger, blowing the coat on Seventh Master's body.
Just as he was about to walk down the stairs, his phone rang.
Looking at the caller ID, Zong Zhengyu was slightly surprised.
He picked up the call.