C515 At Least She Was Better than Ninth Master

As soon as the words were spoken, every employee in the project department turned to look. Morin Yu followed their gaze.

There sat Huo Yinyao in his wheelchair. His handsome face was shadowed with a hint of gloom, his thin lips pressed tightly together, and his deep black eyes held an icy intensity that could pierce right through you. Clearly, he had heard what was just said