C418 Porcelain Scoundrel

Right now, Liao Dongjing was standing at the exit gate. Just as she stepped out of the gate, such a voice came from her side.

Turning to the side, he saw a thirty to forty-year-old middle-aged man looking at the ground in shock.

Liao Dongjing followed his gaze and saw a phone whose screen had been broken into pieces.

This time, Liao Dongjing was also stunned