After leaving the Qin family, Xia Bo Li really felt like she was floating.
When she floated to the 23rd floor of Fan Jin garden, she opened the [ Luo family's family group ] in a daze.
She looked at the old man's WeChat contact name for a long time-tyrant of the taxi.
Ah!
She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After much thought, she still asked Luo tianlin for confirmation.
She was afraid of disturbing the other party's work, so she sent him a WeChat message.
But who would have thought that a second later, there would be a video call.
She answered the call instinctively and saw the screen focusing on the white shirt.
The man's well-defined, slender fingers were unbuttoning his collar, vaguely revealing his collarbones.
Sherbar was speechless.
I'm talking about serious business with you, and you're showing me this?
"I'm sorry, give me a moment."
The man's low and hoarse voice rang out, and the phone screen went black.
