C317 It Can't End

Han Zhiyu's mind was just on the phone and did not hear the footsteps behind her at all. Only at the moment when the phone was snatched away did she notice it. She quickly turned her head and looked at the man standing behind her with a gloomy face.

Her phone was in his hand.

Bang!

Before she could get up and take it back, Lu Yiran had already smashed the phone in his hand against the wall