This dizzy feeling came so fast and violent that Xiyan slumped over her arm, trying hard to shake her head.
Damn, even dizzier now.
A sense of foreboding surged in her heart.
Xiyan didn't even have time to question it, she fumbled out her phone, wanting to call Ou Jue.
But who knew, the next moment, the phone started to bombard her like crazy.
Calls, texts.
One after another, the phone vibrated.
In a trance, she glimpsed at the text content, saying something about asking if she was Summer, how much they liked her, and so on...
Damn, what's going on?
This phone number was completely private, who leaked her number?
The calls were relentless, in just a matter of seconds, Xiyan felt as if even the strength to hold the phone was drained away from her.
"You..." She looked at Susan with difficulty.
"What's wrong, are you feeling unwell?" Susan raised an eyebrow, her voice carrying a dangerous chill, "If you're unwell, then go back, come on, Auntie will take you."
