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Zhang Xinya took a deep breath as she suppressed the anger in her heart and said, “Deal. 100 yuan per minute, Now lend me your phone!”

“Take it!” Tang Xiu handed over his mobile.

Zhang Xinya took it. She got up and walked to the side and quickly dialed a number. After she whispered with the other side for a while, she then hung up the phone. Just as about to go back to her seat, she suddenly turned, recalling Tang Xiu’s words about some secrets on his phone. Then, she immediately checked the phone’s contents.

Two minutes later, just as she opened the call log, several familiar names reflected in her eyes.

Ouyang Lulu?

Chen Zhizhong?

Chu Yi?

Bai Tao?

She remembered Ouyang Lulu’s cell number and had even memorized it perfectly. When she opened the name ID and saw the number, an incredible expression was cast on her face.

The number was… real?