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
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Just like Jun Zishu expected, Yu Fanshu contacted her asking her about the debt. However, Yu Fanshu didn't call Jun Zishu to ask about it on her way home. Instead, she hesitated several times before eventually sending Jun Zishu a message after returning home.
Yu Fanshu had originally written a lot of things. However, after thinking it over, she eventually sent only two words.
[Yu Fanshu]: You there?
Yu Fanshu didn't know how to pose her question to make it seem less abrupt and overwhelming. She also didn't know if she was in a position to ask about Jun Zishu's debt. After all, even though they were friends, this concerned Jun Zishu's privacy.
Yu Fanshu sat on the bed for several seconds before standing up and pacing around her room.
The stars twinkled, and the tall street lights shined brightly outside. Although Yu Fanshu could feel a cool and soothing wind blowing as she stood at the balcony, she couldn't calm down no matter what.
[Jun Zishu]: Mhm. I'm here, Teacher. What's wrong?
[Yu Fanshu]: Well… Ask your manager if she has any advertisement offers arranged for you.
[Jun Zishu]: There's nothing of the sort. Big Sis Ming says that those investors are probably taking a wait-and-see approach. Since the program still hasn't aired, they wouldn't know what kind of promotional effects I would generate.
[Yu Fanshu]: Okay.
Yu Fanshu wanted to ask, but she didn't dare to ask.
She didn't know why she was so scared. Yet, the fear wasn't an illusion as she could feel it existing for real.
Meanwhile, Jun Zishu could feel how much the person on the other end of the phone treated her cautiously and preciously, and she couldn't help but roll around on the sofa.
Isn't this little angel too sweet and cute?
[Jun Zishu]: Is there anything else, Teacher?
[Yu Fanshu]: I heard that your mother is sick. Is she well now?
[Jun Zishu]: Huh? How did you know that, Teacher?
[Jun Zishu]: She's already had surgery. It's a benign tumor, and she is currently recovering from the surgery. It's not a big problem anymore.
[Yu Fanshu]: That's good. Is there anything
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