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!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
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
Bai Zhou had a complicated expression on his face upon hearing the answer.
Ji Fanyin tried to analyze it from a professional standpoint, and her conclusion was that it was a look of disdain and disbelief.
So, she shrugged casually and said her farewells to Bai Zhou before going on her own way.
Barely a few steps later, her feet started feeling uncomfortable once more, so she decided to simply take them off. Her heels were a little red, but they were fortunately not bleeding.
While leisurely making her way out of the amusement park along with the crowd, she reached for her phone in her bag and switched it on.
She was intending to hail a cab, but she noticed that she had quite a few missed calls from Song Shiyu.
Three of them were made at around 8 P.M., and the most recent one was just ten minutes ago.
It was unusual for Song Shiyu to drop her so many calls, so she decided to return the call to check on him. After all, it was important to maintain good ties with loyal customers.
Song Shiyu didn’t pick up the call right away, so Ji Fanyin patiently waited and waited. It was when she thought that the call was going to be automatically hung up that Song Shiyu’s hoarse voice finally sounded through the speaker, “Hello?”
“You called?” asked Ji Fanyin.
There was a long pause before he finally said, “… I’m ill.”
“Do you need me to call an ambulance for you? Or should I relay your condition to Ji Xinxin?” asked Ji Fanyin.
His fever must be really getting to him for him to actually call me.
Song Shiyu mumbled something, but Ji Fanyin wasn’t able to hear him clearly. However, the rustling of bedsheets coming from the other side clued her in that he had been lying on a bed and was just getting up.
Only the last few words from him were comprehensible. “Come over.”
Question marks popped up in Ji Fanyin’s head. “Song Shiyu, do you know who you are calling?”
“You are Ji Fanyin.” Even though Song Shiyu sounded a little out of it, it seemed like he wasn’t delirious yet. “I’m asking you to come over right now to take care of me.”
There was su
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