C19 Refurbishing

On the long, soft sofa, the two of them sat on either side. She leaned back against the arm of the sofa, the computer in her lap, her fingers tapping on the keyboard.

She finished revising the document, twisted her neck, and looked up. Qin Zheng was reading an international financial magazine, and on the other side of him were a few books he had already read.

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