C18 Hate

Yuan Zifeng felt that he really had nothing better to do, so he came to give Lee Qinshu his phone. He even pretended to be a kind person who picked up a phone.

The coffee shop was located in a small alley in the city center. It was bustling with people. With just a glance, Yuan Zifeng saw Lee Qinshu by the floor-to-ceiling window. There was a girl sitting opposite him