C85 Plagiarism

Qi Jingyuan sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and looked at his phone screen. A hint of gentleness appeared on his usually cold face.

Xia Mingzhe's voice came from afar, "Director Qi, Young Master Li called again to urge us to leave. He said that if you didn't leave any message, he would leave!"

On the other end of the phone, Li Xiao was burning with anger