Lei family villa, study room.
In the black Leather Executive Chair, Lei Xiao sat upright, his handsome and fierce facial features were expressionless.
The floor-to-ceiling tempered glass reflected a cold light.
In the ashtray beside her, a white smoke ring curled upwards until it disappeared.
The computer's LCD screen was lit up.
Lei Xiao was in a three-way video conference with Yan beixiao and Liang yuran.
A few buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, revealing his muscular chest. His fluffy hair after the shower covered his deep eyes.
It was the coldness of work.
&Quot; ah Xiao, the first and second wangfei of country G are trying their best to get your and Mr. Yuan's support. &Quot;
Liang yuran turned his back to the camera and poured himself a glass of whiskey.
"F * ck, is this your doghouse?"
Yan beixiao's eyes almost popped out of the screen. How long had it been since he last saw the color of his floor?
