C352 Twisted

After a while, the fatigue in his eyes eased a little.

Shen Ann closed his laptop, turned his gaze back to the screen on the computer, and prepared to take care of the rest of the photos.

Before he could do anything about it, the door to the office was suddenly pushed open.

The person who came was not Shen Lianyao, who was going to eat, but Wang Yuqiong