C907 Where is that woman

Qi Mengyan nodded her head. At this moment, she must still be feeling apprehensive and associated with my actions just now.

Xu Zichao flipped through the salary scale, his eyebrows knitted tightly: This, this, this does not seem to be a problem right? Oh, so you barged into my house in the middle of the night just for this? Isn't it too much of a fuss