C1080 You Were Sent by Qian Qian Right

Shi Miao weighed her options and quickly picked up the contract on the table. She opened it and was about to read it.

The man's low and mellow magnetic voice sounded, "No rush. I want to have a cup of tea."

Zhan Yeling's slender fingers pushed the teacup in front of Shi Miao in front of her.

Shi Miao angrily put the contract back on the table and her clear eyes met his