The Mystery of the Father

"Small meatballs!" When Yu Qingwan heard him call her, she hastily ran out.

"What's wrong? "Where does it hurt?" Yu Qingwan looked at him worriedly, afraid that he would be caught off guard.

"Take a look." Pei Shuang extended her hand and handed her phone over. Yu Qingwan was also taken aback when she saw the title.

"What is this thing!?" Who sent it? Bullshit! " There was no one who was more clear than Yu Qingwan on the matter of Ling Xiao Yue. Now that she did not know who was maliciously slandering her, Yu Qingwan was extremely furious.

"Idiot, look carefully, this was sent by Ling Xiao Yue herself." Pei Shuang clicked on the video and saw the enlarged image. It was as if Yu Qingwan had been placed inside an icehouse.

This person was indeed Ling Xiao Yue, or perhaps she had the same face as Ling Xiao Yue.