C100 Sing a Song

Zhan Sijue slowly lifted his lips, but each word was clear: "You touched the documents on my desk?"

Ning Yang's breath tightened and his pupils slightly contracted.

"What file? "I'm not too sure …"

Zhan Sijue took in her reaction. His handsome face was covered by a layer of haze. "You should be clear that our engagement was made on that night four years ago