C77 Mu Tingsu Wanted to Catch the Second

The smoke lingered in the air.

The room was filled with a faint smell of tobacco.

He pulled his tie up, but he still didn't take it off. He sat on the sofa and stared at the window.

On the table beside him, his phone vibrated for a long time.

He snapped out of his daze and frowned impatiently. His handsome face was filled with anger.

"Speak." He answered the phone with a cold tone