C258 Zuo Fengnan

Heng looked at Zuo Fengnan's expression and couldn't wait to leave the low pressure office.

"Bam!"

His upright posture was somewhat agitated and angry. With his hand clenched into a fist, he ruthlessly smashed onto the good Pear Blossom Wood Table. Heng looked at Zuo Fengnan, who was bleeding from his knuckles. He wanted to step forward, but something seemed to be wrong