C1585 What the Hell Are You Doing

He knew that these few days were painful for Shen Yue.

But he also wanted to repay Shen Yue with something. He had to come personally.

Jiang Tianheng took out his phone, dialed the phone, and placed it beside his ear.

His phone had not rung many times. Someone answered the phone. She must have been holding the phone in her hand the whole time, right?

"Hello, Tianheng