C437 Women Are All Whimsical Little Devils

"Hello, my wife." Lu Feng held his phone and walked to a place he thought was safe. He said cutely, "It's already so late, why aren't you sleeping?"

"Hubby, why aren't you back yet?" Gu Yali asked softly.

"Just now, I accompanied Mi Yi to have a look at Yang Qianni …" Lu Feng said softly, remembering the scar on Yang Qianni's head. It was so white that it was green, giving people goosebumps