C51 Collusion with the General Assembly(1)

As usual, Hsu Zhiming wasn't with his drinking group of male family members as he was eating his grilled prawns on the side. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and took out his phone to slide around.

At the same time, the sound of Yu Jing's hairpin sounded beside Zi Yutine's ear.

"Miss, Younger Master Zhiming called Younger Miss's cell phone. Can I pick it up for her?"

"Alright