C711 Your Circle Is a Mess

Shen Qingqing looked up at the tall and prosperous building and confidently turned around to leave.

Just ten minutes after she left, Leng Shaoheng called the front desk and asked if anyone had looked for him.

The hand of the front desk holding the phone receiver trembled and answered with lingering fear, "Miss Shen Qingqing came just now and asked me to pass the breakfast to you."

"Bring it up