C1535 Stallholder Journal 17

Xu Qiuxiang's cheeks slightly bulged, then she threw the phone against the wall.

This was the first time he threw away his phone so recklessly. His tyrannical thoughts filled his entire being.

"What do you mean..." Sitting on the stairs, Xu Qiuxiang was depressed, "I'm angry, I'm angry, Jiang Yong!"

However, Jiang Yong was too busy to notice his words