C112 He Slept on the Same Bed as Director Han

When the white Lamborghini stopped shaking, Tang Nian collapsed on the back seat and looked in the direction of the skylight with lifeless eyes. The expression on her face was broken and dejected.

Fu Yumo put on the suit jacket and casually patted the dust on his sleeves. After combing his messy hair, he took out two small red books from his pocket