After sending a signal, Wen Meimei put down her smartphone and took a sip of coffee.
At this moment, a tall shadow sat across from her and casually took her smartphone away.
Wen Meimei looked up sharply and saw that familiar handsome face.
He was indeed here.
The man quickly pressed a few buttons on her smartphone, typed in some lines of code, and the phone turned into a brick.
He put the phone in his pocket and said in a deep voice, "Do you know what you're doing?"
Wen Meimei sneered, "What I do has nothing to do with you."
How ridiculous, a man who was "dead again" appeared in front of her alive and well.
This man was a liar.
A fleeting pain flashed in Luo Liu's eyes as he diverted his gaze from her cold red face, "You've remembered those things."
"Yes, I remembered everything, you were in league with them."
"I'm sorry," Luo Liu apologized quietly.
