C564 Chapter 564

“Director Jun?” Moh Yao’s mouth twitched. Was this really Jun Beilou? Why did he feel like a fake?

She still remembered that illusion back in Baicheng like it was yesterday.

Jun Beilou sat on the edge of the roof, long legs stretched out, his phone floating in midair against the sky. “Yeah. You look worn out.”

Tonight, his voice was softer than she’d ever heard—so gentle it threw her off