C21

Xia Xiao Nian's heart was in her throat at the moment. She was always on tenterhooks because of the man in front of her.

He was dressed in a gray Armani suit, sitting upright on a chair. His eyes were deep and were suffused with a sense of coldness.

She didn't know why Lin Haotian would suddenly look for her, and also why he would know her phone number.

"Xia Xiao Nian