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At 2:35 am, Fu Jing called with urgency in her voice, "I'm afraid the situation doesn't look good."
"Don't panic, take your time," Jiang Muwan said as she propped herself up and sat up in bed.
The sound made the person wrapped in a bathrobe and heading to the bathroom stop in their tracks.
Glancing back at the person leaning against the bed, wrapped in a blanket, holding a phone.
Jiang Muwan, seeing this person's gaze fall on her, looked back at him.
After three to five seconds, she saw the person with the long legs come over, take the phone from her hand, followed by a cold inquiry, "Was Phoenix Platform your doing?"
At the end of his words, Gu Jiangnian was met with a prolonged silence.
Jiang Muwan looked at Gu Jiangnian as if she had seen her savior, the look in her eyes, how to put it into words?
She felt that the man in front of her wasn't behaving like a jerk anymore. Even if he was, he would be a border collie, both handsome and intelligent.
