C592 Jiao Enzuo's Hope

"Jiao Enzuo, where are you now?!"

An elegant voice came from the phone. It was hoarse, and one could tell that she was flustered and exasperated. "Why didn't you answer my phone? Why did you use public language?"

Jiao Enzuo, who was leaning against the phone booth, habitually raised his hand to push the glasses on his nose bridge. Only then did he realize that he was no longer wearing glasses