Zhang Xiaoman

"Ring ring ring..." The phone rang. Luo Chen took it out and glanced at the caller ID, his brows furrowed involuntarily. Looking at that person, the aloofness he had cultivated vanished, replaced by a spark of hatred.,The phone rang, and a voice laced with impatience and coldness answered.,Luo Chen put down his phone and happened to see an old man and a young person sitting beside him.。