The man held the phone in one hand and half-covered his forehead with the other.
Even though he was typing with one hand, his typing speed was still very fast. His snow-white fingertips touched the screen, and it was very cool.
Ever since he sent that message.
There was no reply.
After waiting for five minutes, Jiang yuzhi gradually furrowed his brows and wondered if there was anything wrong with what he had just said.
After the appraisal, there was nothing.
And so, Sir Jiang sent another message.
[ it's not a good behavior to not reply to the text. Child, don't peek at the screen. ]
Fu Xun. who was peeking at the screen. was speechless.
Did this person install a camera on her?
Before Fu min could think of a reply, another message came in.
This time, it was a voice message.
Fu Shang hesitated for a moment, then picked up his headphones from the table and put them on. He then clicked on the voice message.
