C225 Sweet Torture

"..."

This was the last thing Mu Chen had said to her this morning. Yue Ran twisted the pen in her hand and drew something on the white paper in front of her. She held her chin in one hand as someone said something about her achievements and the profits of the project, but she didn't pay attention to it. Without her realizing it, she also didn't know what she had written on the white paper.

"..