C427 Your Old Lover Is Really Ghostlike!

"How did his phone end up in your hands?" Tao Ran recognized Wen Mian's voice, and her tone instantly turned icy, as if it carried a sharp edge.

Wen Mian let out a dismissive laugh, clearly unfazed. "I'm his wife. What's the big deal about having his phone? Is it really worth all this fuss?"

"You did this on purpose!" Tao Ran's voice lost its earlier softness