C520 The Wedding Remained the Same

At this time, in the CEO's office, facing the computer screen, Feng Yimo's gaze was also unmoving, the focus of his gaze had moved past the enlarged, main body and landed on the intimate embrace of the slim figure behind the glass window, for a long, long time — —

Only when there was a series of knocks on the door, did Feng Yimo straighten up his seat: "Come in!"

After that, Mo Yan walked in