Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Loser System and Berserker Me
Nightmare Assault
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 298: Not Your Mother
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 220: Elder
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1126- Choose or be chosen
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1125- Sudden Collapse
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 593: Uncle and Nephew (5)
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 297: I'm Just a Child
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 219: Attraction
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1124- Are you kidding
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 923: Interference
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1123- Finding help
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 592: Uncle and Nephew (4)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 19: Rat Stampede! The Monsters Are Sieging!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 296: Thirteen
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 218: History
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1122- Breaking Free
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 922: Duel
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1121- Black Mist Formation
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 591: Uncle and Nephew (3)
After a brief moment of contemplation, Ji Fanyin decided to allow Bai Zhou to do as he pleased. The latter took her phone and flipped it over.
Obviously, the caller could only be Song Shiyu.
Since Bai Zhou was right beside her, he was the only one left who could access her phone while it was still in ‘Do Not Disturb’ mode.
Bai Zhou didn’t hang up the phone. He stared at Ji Fanyin’s phone screen for two seconds, and surprisingly, he actually picked it up. “Song Shiyu, you’re really getting addicted to this, huh?”
Ji Fanyin couldn’t hear what Song Shiyu said on the other end, but Bai Zhou’s complexion swiftly darkened. A few seconds later, he quietly hung up the phone.
Ji Fanyin raised her eyebrows a little.
There were many comebacks one could make to Bai Zhou’s remark. Just a simple ‘Aren’t you the same?’ was more than enough to silence him.
She was just curious as to how Song Shiyu phrased it.
However, what she was the most concerned with was whether Song Shiyu was intending to make another reservation with that call. So, she gently asked Bai Zhou, “What did he say?”
Bai Zhou tossed her phone into her bag with moderate force and replied, “Nothing much. It’s all nonsense… You aren’t allowed to look at me anymore. Read your book instead!”
He stomped back to his seat and sat down. There was a brief pause before he suddenly sneered, “You actually fell in love with a scum like him?”
To maintain the character she was playing, Ji Fanyin chose not to respond to Bai Zhou’s remark. Deep down, however, she was amazed by the latter’s inability to see the irony of his own words.
You’re scorning him despite being in the same position as him? What a remarkable lack of self-awareness.
After this small incident, she turned her attention back to the book in her hand. Despite knowing next to nothing about sketching, she still managed to finish it despite the professional jargon filling its pages.
When she finally closed the book, she noticed that the only sound to be heard in the art room was the light whirring of the air con
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