C190 Flash Girl

"Hello? Hello, is this the writer, Mr. Lin Ziyan?"

Just as Xia Youyou left, Lin Ziyan received an unfamiliar phone call. It did not sound familiar.

"It's me. What's wrong?" Lin Ziyan frowned. He had received several unfamiliar calls this week. If it weren't for the fact that the owner of the house was a liquor seller, he wouldn't have been bothered by these harassing calls