C123 It Was Easy for a Woman to Submit to Her Body's Thoughts

Lu Yiran, who was in the living room, put away the smile on his face. He picked up the documents Han Zhiyu left on the table and looked at them.

Gradually, his eyes became colder and colder, and his face darkened.

Thinking of what Ai Shiqi had said to him in the dining room, Lu Yiran pinched the document so hard that his fingers turned white.

He took out his phone and dialed a number