C3321 An Inch an Inch an Inch

In Luo Huasheng's office, Luo Huasheng had sent more than ten messages to Zhao Bingyue. The woman hadn't replied to any of them.

He remembered to sweep away the information on the table. He got up and intended to personally drag her over.

"Zhao Bingyue!"

Zhao Bingyue was in the middle of wiping the dirt from the coffee floor when she suddenly heard someone calling her name from behind