C595 A Sickly Teenager in the Business Circles(1)
Qiu Lan opened his eyes and saw the dark room.
There was only one bedside lamp on in the room, and the curtains were drawn. He could only see the bright red bedclothes and the slender white arms on them.
"System, transfer memories."
"Alright, please wait a moment, host."
Moments later, Qiu Lan obtained the original owner's memories.
This world was a modern world