C913 It's Hard to Explain

Zuo Zhan slowed down for half a minute before he walked in.

He kept suppressing his emotions, but his expression did not look any better. It was just a little less malicious. He looked at Hsu Yuan, who was sitting on the chair, and asked, "What are you busy with?"

Hsu Yuan did not want to avoid him. She calmly closed the document on the screen, opened the email