At two o'clock in the morning, Zhou Qinghuai took medicine, but his mind was actually a little groggy. But he seemed to be waiting for Qin Jia to come over, and he didn't fall asleep.

In an off-white sweatshirt and khaki trousers, he leaned back on the sofa with a Buddhist scripture spread out on his lap.

Finally, a call came in, and he answered almost in the next second.

Lang Yu's phone number.

"Mr. Zhou, Miss Qin.........

Chapter 250 of "Pain" Protecting Him? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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