A moment later, the white glow faded away.
Zhuge Feifan put Sister Jing down onto the couch slowly.
He opened her Emperor Heart Ring communication page and soon found all of the conversation records he had had with her.
This foolish woman had given him her Emperor Heart Ring's access when she could not even find information about a TV series that she was binging on.
Instead of deleting the messages, Zhuge Feifan read them one by one.
"My name's An Jing, what's your name?"
"You're only 23. You're not that young compared to me. I bet you're only five or six years younger than me."
"Xiao Feifan, someone broke up with me again. Come drink with me, your sister!"
"Are you sure you want to date me? I'm already 30!"
"Of course, I'll promise you that, but you'll have to call me Sister Jing for the rest of your life!"
"It's raining now, so it's a little cold. Remember to put on a jacket when you come back."