C87 Li Feifei's past

When they arrived home, they didn't see Lu Yiran's shoes when they took off their shoes at the entrance.

Considering that he might have to work overtime again tonight, Han Zhiyu did not mind and raised her head. This time, she almost screamed.

A woman in a professional suit was standing in front of her.

"You. . . " Han Zhiyu covered her mouth and controlled herself