On one side, Qian Jin, who was shocked, was also at a loss. "Miss, what's the matter..."

"you go out, too." Bu Tong said coldly.

"well, I'll wait at the door. You can call me if you have something to do." Qian went to the door step by step and turned around three times. He closed the door and left.

Butong stared at the two documents in front of him. After a long time, he tried to control his emotions and opened them.

Shen Yan is right. This kind of thing can't be fake. Even if it's fake, it's known as soon as it's verified that there's no need to...