It's Jiang Zhenzhen's phone number.

Song Ci's eyes suddenly darkened.

Jiang Zhenzhen had used this trick more than once.

It seemed that every time she mentioned her physical condition, Zhou Lian would always rush to her side in a panic.

This time, it should be no exception.

Song Ci laughed self-deprecatingly, and just as he was about to open the door and ask if he wanted to postpone the ceremony, Zhou Lian's cold voice sounded.

"If you feel ...