C224 A gift for the Feast of the Seventh Festival

"Humph!"

"Humph!"

Zhang Ke and Wang Qing snorted at each other at the same time and turned their heads at the same time.

Just then, an unfamiliar male voice sounded out: "Excuse me, is Miss Lin Lin Sitong here?"

Lin Sitong was startled, she turned and looked at the door of the office. A man in a courier's uniform was standing in the doorway. He wore a baseball cap covering most of his face