Phone Call from the Independent Continent

After Qiao Nian returned, she sat in the corner of the sofa and played with her cell phone as if sending someone a message.

"Sister Qiao, do you think the Zhou family will cause trouble again?" Qin Si did not even hear her speak.

She had been playing with her cell phone with her head lowered all this time. The white light from the phone screen shone on her black eyelashes, making her skin look fairer.

Qin Si rambled on for a long time, but Qiao Nian did not reply.

He looked at her and saw her leaning against the sofa with her legs crossed, surrounded by a cynical aura, as if she had not heard him.

A little sad, he couldn't help but shout, "Sister Qiao, did you hear what I said?"

Qiao Nian had just replied to Ji Nan's message and barely found the pocket of time. She glanced at him with clear eyes and casually said, "Oh. What are you talking about?"

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