C93 Design Final Draft

When she quietly opened the door and was about to wash up and hide in her client's room, she realized that the light in the living room had suddenly snapped on, startling her. Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't remember when the light had become voice controlled.

It turned out that Shi Minghan was still sitting on the sofa, looking at her coldly. He didn't seem to be in a good mood.

Jiang Xiaoyu stammered