C1522 Young Master Ye's Maid 1442

In the design room, Ye Nianmo picked up a piece of wood and weighed it in his hand. Then, he suddenly threw it to the side. The collision between the yellow pear wood and the tempered glass made a dull sound.

He suddenly punched the table. The anxiety in his heart could not get away no matter how hard he tried. There was a voice in his heart. Ding Yiyi was going to leave