"......?"
He turned to look at the housekeeper, who remained calm and told someone to pick up the phone. Du Lin was puzzled and walked to the window to look, saying, "This------"
"Mr. Gu, cell phone..."
Suddenly he heard a voice, right above his head.
The window of the study on the second floor was not closed, and the person who was talking was pressed against the window, so the voice was very clear. There was a sense of grievance in the tone, like a cat lying on the ground, soft and without any strength.
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