C800 Don't the Second Young Master Feel That Something Is Amiss?

This kind of delay was enough to make people vomit blood! What the hell was this? It didn't look like him at all!

Annoyed to death, Ji Qianyu raised his hand and poked him in the chest: "I wander around your office everyday, don't you think it's too bad, your subordinates don't have any objections!"

He had to hurry!

"Hur hur ~"

Holding her small hand, Feng Yiting played with her seriously: