C49 Conspiracy in the Night

The thick smoke in the room made Zhuo Yalin, who was unprepared, cough violently. It took her a while to get used to it.

Mu Yunxi sat beside the desk in the room. His upper body was wrapped in a thick white bandage. His hands kept typing on the keyboard. Next to him, there was a cigarette on the cylinder, and the inside was filled with cigarette butts.

Mu Yunxi glanced at Zhuo Yalin