C290 The Sacrifice of the Upper Class

Fong Ziming returned shortly, as if he knew Zeng Ziqiu had called him.

"Ziming, are you alright?" He had been asking questions in the morning. Jin Keke felt that there must be something wrong with her brain. When would she not be busiest in the morning?

It was just that the question had already been asked and it was too late to take it back