C357 A Close Name

"Here, sign." Put a stack of documents on the man's desk. Bai Qimo stood straight with her hands on both sides of her desk. She looked casual but also very dignified.

Ling Han, on the other hand, had not looked up at her ever since she came in. His brows were tightly knitted, and there was a neutral pen between his fingers. It seemed like he was casually tapping on the table, but in fact