Li goes to ningzhiyuan's office door, raises her hand, pushes open the door and enters directly.

she walked in front of Ning Zhiyuan with very light steps, hardly making a sound. At this time, he was looking down at the documents on his desk, white as jade fingers holding a black signing pen, turning it from time to time.

the white sunlight outside faintly falls on ningzhiyuan's soft black hair through the huge floor to ceiling window, and on his beautiful face, which makes Li Jia look at his face a little fuzzy, and she gradually drifts into a trance.

Ning Zhiyuan knew that the office door was opened. He...