C459 Direct Threat

"No. " The president of Langkun Group denied it.

Han Zhiyu wanted to continue asking. Then why did he look at you like he saw a ghost?

But on second thought, Lu Yiran lost control of his emotions because he was worried about her, so he swallowed his words.

Lu Yiran took the thermos from the side and opened it.

The room was immediately filled with the fragrance of porridge