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)
Bai Zhou took a good look at her and sneered contemptuously. His expression spoke louder than words: You’re a bootlicker.
Then, he lowered his head and turned his attention back to his mobile game.
Ji Fanyin was just about to walk away when her phone rang―it was Song Shiyu.
She picked up the phone while walking, “Mr Song. Yes… I’m currently heading in your direction. I should reach in ten minutes’ time.”
Bai Zhou heard those words loud and clear, and he raised his head to look at Ji Fanyin’s silhouette.
What’s the use of her feigning composure before Song Shiyu? Everyone knows about her one-sided love for Song Shiyu even though he has never even spared a proper glance at her before.
It was then that Bai Zhou’s buddies finally emerged from the end of the long queue. Holding a cake shaped like a dog’s head in his hand, he introduced it to Bai Zhou, saying, “This is their newest product. It’s called Bootlicker.”
Bai Zhou scoffed in disdain, “What lousy name is that?”
His friend burst into laughter and remarked, “Isn’t it? Hahaha!”
…
Ji Fanyin’s estimate of time was spot-on. She arrived sharply in ten minutes’ time, and by then, she had already gotten into work mode.
The table Song Shiyu was sitting at had been cleaned, evidenced by the two fresh sets of cutleries placed on it.
Before Ji Fanyin could greet him, Song Shiyu asked without raising his head, “Xinxin, you like me too, right?”
Ji Fanyin hung her bag on the rack by the side as she replied in a natural tone, “Are we going to start with a confession every single time we meet from now onward?”
“…” Song Shiyu didn’t respond to her teasing. The atmosphere around him was so heavy that it was hard to bear.
It was just a pity that the person before him was none other than Ji Fanyin. She had once played a psychopathic serial killer that scared all of the youngsters on the set to the point that they burst into tears. Someone of Song Shiyu’s caliber couldn’t possibly hope to intimidate her.
She walked up to the table and bent forward to look him in the eye. With a
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