C30 Seven Times a Night
"Young Master Ji..."
Wu Feifei was extremely afraid. The man beside her held his phone and did not speak, but his expression became uglier and uglier. She had no choice but to call him softly.
Ji Kun closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with coldness.
With a bang, he threw the phone in his hand heavily. The phone fell on the wall and fell to the ground
