C72 Zhang Lan's Disappearance

"Ding Ling Ling …" "Ring, ring, ring …"

The rapid ringing of the doorbell frightened Qiao Xi, who had just entered the room.

Qiao Xi paused in her steps, feeling a little strange. "I just walked into the room, and the next moment I thought of the doorbell. Who could it be?"

Qiao Xi thought for a moment before walking over.

Qiao Xi put her stuff in the room and walked to the door cautiously