C978 The Furious Wang Fan

In the middle of the night, the urgent phone rang.

The three people in the room were stunned. Miao Qing, who was the first to react, reached out her hand and picked up the phone that was still ringing. She did not even look and hung up the phone.

"Who is it?" Wang Fann wiped the sweat off his forehead and turned to Miao Qing to ask.

Qian Xue, who was lying on the bed, pouted and said unhappily