As Lin Luyou was about to leave...
Her stomach suddenly churned unpleasantly. She raised her hand to support herself against the wall, and her phone slipped from her hand. The nausea rising from her stomach made her feel like her vision was filled with flashes of white, with the world spinning around her, extremely uncomfortable.
Geng Dong frowned as he looked at her, his eyes full of disdain.
Since they were allies, he should at least show a little concern, like helping her pick up her phone.
He tossed his cigarette, walked over, and said, "Hey, you okay?"
Jiang Shiyi hadn't expected her to hang up his call. Frowning, he dialed again, and the phone vibrated on the ground...
Lin Luyou had saved Jiang Shiyi's contact with his name. Geng Dong bent down to help her pick up the phone, staring at the contact name, lost in thought.
In all of Beijing, there were very few people named Jiang Shiyi.
The third young master of the Jiang Family...
Calling her?
