"Sooner or later, I'll make him confess personally!" Liu Ruyan vowed with a smile, "By the way, Bingbing, do you have that little bodyguard's phone number? Can you send it to me?"
"Phone number? What do you need his phone number for?" Nangong Bing was taken aback, pondering in her mind, could it be that Ruyan really wants to make Lin Zifeng admit he's the Death God? Impossible! With his cunning, how could he be conquered by such a childish trick?
"Of course, to get in touch with him. I want to see how long he can keep hiding!" Liu Ruyan clenched her pink fists tightly, her face determined.
However, all these waves of emotion deeply touched Nangong Bing's heart.
Nangong Bing knew that Liu Ruyan's feelings for the Death God were unforgettable, and she had attempted more than once to find him in hopes of confessing her feelings in person. But herein lay the problem.
