C289 Miscarried

The innermost room on the second floor of the villa.

Lu Yiran stood in the room with a gloomy expression. He was holding a phone tightly in his hand.

The room was quiet and cold, and from time to time, there was a cold fragrance coming from it.

"Ding!" The crisp ringtone broke the silence of the room.

Lu Yiran's expression turned serious, and he pressed the answer button.

"Oh, very good