C50 Xia Tong Met Yi Chu.

In the meeting room, Qin Mujue sat alone for a long time. The Parker pen in his hand was almost heated up by him. Only then did he slowly put it down.

All the things that had happened in the past few days suddenly appeared in his mind without any warning.

Her gentle smile, stubborn resistance, and her gentle gaze when she was beneath him.

Last night, everyone thought that he was drunk. In fact