C180 She Is so Timid

After dinner, both of them were about to return when Fu Yuntine received a phone call.

"Linhan, what's the matter?"

Was the call from Ji Linhan?

Xia Ling sat in the passenger seat and her hand, which was wearing a seatbelt, paused slightly.

"Did you twist your ankle? Don't be afraid. I'll be right there."

Fu Yuntine's expression was cold and solemn. After hanging up the phone