No matter how, Little Huahua didn't sound like she was at home.
As expected, the next moment, Huahua let out a long sigh,
"Me? I'm at the Leng family's house now!"
Eh?
"It can't be Leng Zheng's house, right?"
"That's right!"
What... What was going on?
Why was Huahua at Leng Zheng's house?
Could it be that... something really happened between the two of them?
Jiang Tingxu was making all kinds of assumptions while the next second, she heard Huahua's frantic voice on the other end of the phone,
"I'm going crazy. Really, really. Sister Jiang, please come and save me!"
Hiss?
"You're not still being imprisoned by Leng Zheng, are you?"
Don't, that piece of wood, Leng Zheng, does he even know how to write the word 'imprisoned'?
