Chapter 923 Why do you have Fufus phone number?
Linge left the study and returned to the room where she usually trained.
After lying down, my mind began to clear up, and He Junbai's grief-stricken face appeared in my mind.
A flash of irritability flashed through my heart.
She got up, went into the bathroom and took a cold shower, then lay down and closed her eyes to sleep.
In the study, the sandalwood incense is still burning.
Qi Lianyi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The surprise ca so suddenly that she still couldn't fully digest the fact until now.
Shangguan Ling died...
Her long-cherished wish ca true this day, and her heart suddenly felt empty.
The hatred that had been supporting her life disappeared, and she didn't know if she could still live bravely in this world.
After standing quietly for a long ti, her legs were already numb, she ca back to her senses and called the guard, "Go and find out if Shangguan Ling is dead."
Yes, Miss!
She would not easily believe that Shangguan Ling was dead without seeing Shangguan Ling's body with her own eyes.
Soph took painkillers and was about to go to bed when the cell phone on the bedside table rang.
Shangguan Ling, who had just co out of the bathroom, heard her cell phone ringing and frowned subconsciously. Who is not smart enough to call her so late?
"who?"
The man's voice was low and questioning, like a husband catching a woman.
Su Fu snorted and stretched out her hand. Just as she was about to pick up the phone, Shangguan Ling rushed forward with a few strides, stretched out her long arms, and snatched the phone away before her.
Shangguan Ling, give your phone back.
I want to see which crazy bee and butterfly is calling you so late!
Shangguan Ling said, taking a look at the number, there was no note, which was even more suspicious!
With a cold snort, Shangguan Ling answered the phone, "Who?"
Little madman
Gu Jinglan was stunned for a mont before he realized that the person on the other end was not Su Fu but Shangguan Ling. He paused and said, "Shangguan, it's ."
"Is it you?" Shangguan Ling's cold eyes narrowed dangerously, with a trace of imperceptible anger, "Why do you have Fufu's phone number?"
Su Fu was startled and asked him silently, who is it?
Unfortunately, she did not get a look from Shangguan Ling in response.
Gu Jinglan couldn't laugh or cry. Even though he was thousands of miles away, he could sll the sll of vinegar emanating from him.
I have sothing to ask the little madman, and its not difficult to find her number. Is the little madman there? I have sothing to ask her for help.
Shangguan Ling took his mobile phone and sat down on the sofa, crossing his long legs casually, "If you have anything to say, tell and I will tell her."
Thats not true!
He actually went straight past him to find Su Fu. Do you think he is dead? !
Gu Jinglan held his forehead and sighed, "Shangguan, I really have sothing to do with the little lunatic. It's urgent!"
Afraid that he wouldn't believe it, he added, "About Xu Xu."
Su Fu flipped through the magazine casually, and Shangguan Ling walked to the bedside with a calm and handso face, holding the mobile phone and handing it to her.
Whose call is it? Su Fu did not answer it imdiately, but asked casually.
Gu Jinglan.
Shangguan Ling's character is straight and round, every word is punctuated.
Hearing this tone, even his friends are jealous?
Su Fu closed the magazine dumbfounded, "Really? Give your phone quickly."
She reached out her hand impatiently, took the phone, turned her back to him and answered the phone, "Do you have anything to do with ?"
"Little madman..." Gu Jinglan sighed quietly, as if it was difficult to speak.
"What's wrong?" Su Fu didn't understand why Gu Jinglan called her. It probably had sothing to do with Zhao Qiuxu.
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