บท 70: The Real World 1

Remembering the last second before leaving the game, Wen Nannan couldn't help but punch her bed in frustration.

She had spent two whole days there, yet only at the final moment did she think of exchanging contact information. What had she been doing all that time? Was she a pig?

If she had acted earlier, with her thick-skinned prowess, she definitely could have gotten the big shot's contact information!

Wen Nannan realized that in the last game, her memories of the other players had become blurry again. She only remembered that the big shot's surname was Lu.

Male, very handsome, very tall, very rich.

Would the big shot have forgotten her too?

Would he remember her phone number?

Would he contact her?

Wen Nannan hit her head against the pillow in frustration. It would have been great if she had remembered earlier.

"Ah!"

Wen Nannan screamed as if she had missed out on tens of billions.