C48 There will be No next Time

"Wow!"

Cheng Zixu exclaimed. His collar tightened, and he fell from the computer chair. He staggered two steps, and the man's big hand grabbed him without any emotion.

Shen Yiran's face was cold. His face was unprecedentedly ugly. He pulled Cheng Zixu without saying a word. Cheng Zixu followed behind him. He stepped on the cold floor barefooted, but he felt that his feet were burning