C312 Flatland Thunder

"Really?"

Zhao Qingyu's unique and extremely recognizable foxy voice sounded: "If you were really so honest, I wouldn't call you so late at night."

She gently probed and was not in a hurry to get straight to the point.

In fact, she was also giving Shen Ann a chance to speak, or rather, she wanted to hear what Shen Ann had to say.

Shen Ann obviously knew what Zhao Qingyu was talking about