C804 Ancestral Tempest 1

Just then, Jiang Yueming's phone rang.

She thought it was the paparazzi or the advertisers, so she didn't answer. She just let her cell phone ring. After ringing continuously for a long time, she could no longer hold it in. After grabbing it, she shouted, "Don't bother me anymore ?"

"Yue Ming ?" Yue Ming ? Are you all right? "

She was stunned