C885 Phone Call

"I hope you..." Yang Xi looked at Zhao Qiyu who did not understand and lowered her eyes.

Yang Xi helplessly watched Zhao Qiyu leave until the door was closed. The cold light in her eyes finally dissipated and it was replaced with a deep tiredness.

She used one hand to support her forehead and closed her eyes to rest. After an unknown amount of time, she finally opened her eyes