C108 Gong Chen's Son of a B Tch

The phone vibrated on the table.

Gong Chen picked up the phone and was about to hang up when he saw the familiar three words.

Moli had always been obedient and restrained. She rarely took the initiative to contact him. The man in the white coat opposite him looked at him with a smile that was not a smile. Gong Chen just looked at him expressionlessly and picked up the phone.

"Brother. .