He seemed to have heard that the voice did not belong to Bai Zhuwei. He raised his head and saw Ana Lin stumblingly standing at his desk.
Ana Lin hurriedly pulled out a smile, "Mr. Zong."
The moment he saw it was her, a pleasant light flashed across his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.
It seemed unexpected that she would appear in his office.
Phillip Zong closed the folder and leaned back, and his eyes fell on her, her face, her neck, her chest, her waist, every inch, every place. , He did not miss it.
"What's up?"
Ana Lin slightly staggered his teasing gaze, "Mr. Zong, you didn't notice it because you caused me much trouble?"
"Oh?" Phillip Zong was surprised.
