C30 Rumors

Hearing that name, Zhuang Wenjie felt a moment of sadness before she smiled at him. She put down her work and picked up the paper and pen from her desk.

"You haven't eaten yet, right? Come to my house. I'll make noodles for you."

When Yan Xulang was at home, he would occasionally go to his house to get food. Knowing that he liked to eat noodles