C402 Help Your Best Friend

"Yes. " Lu Qinghuan nodded. Although she was worried about Shan Yov, she was also thinking about Zhuang Xiuyan. She did not know if Zhuang Xiuyan had called to ask.

At the teahouse, after Lu Qinghuan left, Zhuang Xiuyan held her phone and thought about something. It was only at seven o'clock in the evening that Zhuang Xiuyan called that number