C1111 Young Master Ye's Maid 1033

Yuvze kept talking. Xia Yihan heard a familiar voice in the meeting room as she walked past the meeting room. Yuvze said lightly, "I think there is someone. The voice seems to be Mr. Ye."

Xia Yihan wanted to leave but the door was pushed open by Yuvze. On the desk, Ye Zimo leaned slightly and put his hands behind his waist. From time to time