C25 I Go to the Country to Do Charity

For the first time in a week, his cell phone rang.

Jiang Zhiyu wiped her hands on the cloth on the desk and took out her phone. The three words that jumped on the screen almost made her cry out loud.

Iron mask man.

Her friend Fire Bag.

He didn't expect that after leaving the city for a week, the first person to think of her would be him