C1009 Angry at That Man(1)

The little hand on Wenn Weichen's chest froze for a second.

"Su Mo, your phone number..." Wenn Weichen's voice was low and hoarse as he called the woman who was crying very fiercely.

Su Mo bit her lips and did not say a word.

Her small body still did not move.

Her phone... had always been one person. It was only him, Yu Zihan.

Su Mo suddenly seemed to be stimulated