C85 Party

He couldn't, he could only hold in a mouthful of resentment, and let Mo Lingxuan add this disgusting treaty after the contract.

Walking out of the company, it was drizzling and overcast.

Bai Zeya looked up to the sky with a frown, then stood at the Mo's entrance with a messy wind.

He couldn't understand why Mo Lingxuan, who had such a bad temper, would be so influential in the business world