chapter 220 Let the bullets fly for a while

Murong Mansion. Back mountain golf course. Wearing a baseball cap, a pure white polo shirt, a white miniskirt and pink sneakers, Murong Qiuyu leaned on the golf club with one hand and held the mobile phone to her ear with the other. I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone. Murong Qiuyu hung up the phone in silence. "Miss, what's wrong?" Xianyu, who was wearing a black leather jacket and had long hair like a waterfall, saw that Murong Qiuyu had a strange expression on...