No Position To Be Jealous
Redakteur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Mu Anan covered the screen of her phone and said to Chen Hua calmly, "I need to take a call. Enjoy"
Chen Hua nodded.
Mu Anan took her phone and walked toward the glass room behind her.
The glass room was surrounded by Face Recognition, and no one could enter except Mu Anan.
This was the place Zong Zhengyu had sat since he wanted to create a secret garden for Mu Anan. No one else was allowed to enter, and no one could peek into the secrets of Mu Anan's teenage years.
However, Seventh Master would never have expected that all the secrets of Mu Anan's teenage years were related to him.
Mu Anan looked at the row of porcelain dolls that she had personally made over the years on the shelf, and her eyes gradually softened.
However, her phone vibrated again. An unknown number from Xing Yun Kingdom pulled Mu Anan back to her senses, and her expression dimmed.
Mu Anan answered the call.
"I want money. Three million."