C417 Gentleness

At this moment, his gaze landed on a folder that was scattered on the bedside table.

It should be Lin Wenwen who handled the work at home.

Su Hang pursed his lips and opened the folder as if possessed.

There were a lot of snow-white papers with designs drawn on them, and the rest of the pages were filled with his name.

Su Hang's fingers turned white as they held the folder