C221 Chapter 221

Fang Jiahe sat blankly on the chair in the dressing room without saying anything for a long time. He was just holding his chin, frowning from time to time and closing his eyes from time to time, as if he was thinking about something very important. Nobody should be disturbed.

"Hey, Fang Jiahe, do you think this has anything to do with Zhu Lin?" I always felt that this was all because of her