C308 End

Chen Anan looked at Fu Tinghan and Chen Zhiwen's departing figures and was still angry.

She stood up and swept the box on the table onto the ground.

Looking at the messy box on the ground, it was not as exquisite and complete as Chen Zhiwen and Fu Tinghan had just brought in.

Chen Anan seemed to have vented her anger a little and sat back on the sofa.

When Chen Zhiwen chased after Fu Tinghan