C1365 You Can't Fool Him

Only one room was lit at the end of the wide floor, and Ding Yiyi couldn't help but slow her steps. The occasional scraping sound from her lunch box and plastic bag was enough to frighten her.

She didn't know if Ye Bo was doing it on purpose, but the office door wasn't actually closed. She stood nervously at the door.

Ye Nianmo was buried in a thick pile of papers