C150 You More than Profit

Qi Luofei impatiently threw her phone to the side and shuffled out of the bedroom in her slippers. She was still a little dazed in her nightgown.

Gu Beiqi was sitting on the sofa, flipping through a magazine. He didn't seem to have been here for long, and when he looked up, there was a flash of displeasure in his eyes. "Good morning," he said with a smile.

"Morning," Qi Luofei replied