C570 I Don't Mind What You Care about

"Slap."

Someone slammed the table, and the pen on Ruan Tang's finger flew out. He raised his head in confusion and saw a familiar face.

It looked like he was angry.

Ruan Tang: "?" He blinked and asked, "Ah, brother, why are you here? His hair was dyed back. It looked pretty. " Ning Yifan dyed his hair back to black. Ruan Tang almost recognized everyone at that moment. In addition