C237 Expression of gratitude

After skimming through the book, An Ning lost interest. She had seen more than once the skills of those netizens that could turn the tables when the wind blew.

As soon as he picked up the phone, the screen lit up, and a bunch of missed calls and text messages popped up. Most of them were from Gu Ruoyun, but a few of them were from Jiang Jia Han.

Looking at the time