Chapter 1190 : It's a Text Message
- Zhao Lenin squeezed out a few tears. "Cousin, you handle it."
- "Gu Tingjun, things are not what you saw. Just now, I..." Su Luoluo hurriedly tried to explain, but suddenly, Gu Tingjun's lips curled up into a faint smile.
- He simply walked over to Su Luoluo.