C2245 Do You Really Care.

Seventeen years later.

In the huge office, a handsome young man in a suit was sitting behind his desk. His slender and nimble fingers were quickly typing on the keyboard, and his entire body was filled with a focused expression.

"Ding -" A message came from the phone on the table.

His deep eyes casually swept over the message, and his gaze fell on the content that popped up on the screen