Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
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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