C211 Strongerone

After finally getting rid of Shan Jiang's demonic claws, Wen Quanxi rushed out of the presidential suite like a wisp of smoke. She ran back to her room, No. 409.

Once she entered the room, Wen Quanxi immediately rushed to the bedside and picked up the phone.

At this moment, it was already 12: 30 AM. Moreover, there were over a hundred phone calls, as well as several text messages