C22 If You Don't Want It Then Just Throw It away
Xiaonan took out her cell phone and hesitated for a long time. In the end, she dialed Jing Yixuan's number.
"What's the matter?"
On the phone, Jing Yixuan's voice was extremely cold.
"Yes." Xiaonan responded with a light sound. It was as if her heart, which had previously emptied itself, was alive again. At this moment, she was desperately running around the heart room