C198 My Artiste Has Caused a Lot of Trouble

"Soong Xingyu contacted me." A gentle light fell on the side of her face. Tang Shengwan leaned against the pillow and flipped through the book in her hand. She casually lifted her mouth.

A cool breeze blew outside the window, and the night was like water.

Gu Yu's originally relaxed nerves instantly tensed up. He slipped the PowerPoint in his hand and accidentally deleted it. "Wan