Mike looked coldly at what happened in front of him.

　　One was Tan Yun who poured water for her own interests, the other was GuRushan, who was furious, and the dumbfounded Sylvia, QiYian, who was watching a good show, and an unimportant agent. These people formed an annual play, which attracted Mike's interest.

　　If Sylvia stood out and told him that she designed the design by herself, he had a thirty percent chance to believe it. After all, she was a professional designer, and it was reasonable to design such a draft. But judging from the mood of aura, it was obviously much more intense than that of Sylvia

　　It...