C900 Sheng Xia Feixue

Lin Xia gritted his teeth. "That's enough, Qianxun."

"I don't want to talk to you."

"How did you agree to it? Qianxun, you need to see if the email he sent you is correct. I will get it back for you."

He typed on the keyboard and very quickly found the deleted email. "Look, if you want to read it, you can read it."

I sat there in disappointment