Bai shallowly sees that Ning Zhiyuan is determined to do so, but he has no choice but to turn his back, take out a document from his bag, toot his mouth, and extend it to Ning Zhiyuan discontentedly.

"here, this is the text my father sent me yesterday. I printed it directly."

ningzhiyuan reached for it, then directly bent his head and looked it over carefully, and hung it aside like air.

her reluctant eyes flashed in the white and shallow eyes, and she looked at Ning Zhiyuan with elegant posture. It was this man who was extremely indifferent to her, but more attracted her heart.

after seeing Ning Zhiyuan...