C150 She Is Not Suitable

Lu Yanzhi walked into his office and sat down on the leather sofa opposite his desk.

Lin Shufan sat behind his desk and glanced up at him. He didn't say anything.

He seemed to be tinkering with something, typing on his keyboard.

Lu Yanzhi didn't bother him. He just sat there with his legs crossed. He lit a cigarette for himself and waited patiently