C33 I Want to Throw Myself into Your Arms

She had not revised any management books in the past few years. Now that she picked them up and read them again, Ye Qinglan was still very interested.

After reading for about half an hour, there was a knock on the door from outside. In the next second, a small head popped in through the crack of the door.

Gu Sirui wore grey pajamas and looked at Ye Qinglan, who was at a loss, with a smile