C216 Blowing Bubble

Yan Xiaohuan forced herself to think of a way to dance with Gu Beihan, who would agree to dance with that woman.

She scratched her head and saw the laptop that Gu Beihan put on the table.

Sigh...

Yan Xiaohuan's eyes lit up.

Mr. Gu's computer didn't have the password, but it would always contain some work files. Yan Xiaohuan had no interest in looking at them