C187

The call was quickly connected. Ji Feimo's lazy voice came from the other end of the line, "What's the matter?"

"Ji," the moment I opened my mouth, the coldness in my body increased by a bit. "Teacher Ji, Han Ha is right. I hope that you can make Miss Ling let her go."

"What has it got to do with me?" "I'm begging you, Mr. Ji," I said to him in a pleading tone