C118 He Was Completely Abandoned

The golden sunlight shone through the huge transparent glass in the office.

Half of Si Nanjue's face was bathed in the light, covering up some of the gloominess, making him look gentle.

As he was dealing with work, the phone on the table suddenly rang. The pen in his hand did not stop, and his other hand picked up the phone.

"Are you Si Nanjue?" A child's voice sounded.

Si Nanjue paused