C780 Her Smiling Face

Taiyu Group's office building.

Mo Zicong was sitting in the chairman's office, dealing with the mess that Lee Xiayan had left behind.

Sunlight poured in through the window. The golden rays shone brightly in the room, and the floor projected a cutting light.

Mo Zicong sat in front of his desk with his head down to handle his work. The profile of his face was deep, reflecting the sunlight