"Why are you here?" Lin Zifeng dumbly looked at her.
He had just sent an email to Zhang Mengjie, about Huayu Group's expansion in Dragon City.
And then, Nangong Bing came over at this moment.
Wearing this outfit, actually, Lin Zifeng rarely saw this side of Nangong Bing.
"Old Empress, it's so late, you're dressed so sexy, I feel completely unsettled," Lin Zifeng tried hard to look away, but he couldn't help but swallow heavily.
"I'm here to tell you something."
Nangong Bing had rarely mustered up the courage to walk into Lin Zifeng's room. After glancing around a bit, she walked into the bedroom, found Lin Zifeng's bed, and plopped down on the side, gently tossing her long, beautiful hair. Her moist eyes fell on Lin Zifeng's computer. The screen displayed a group photo from when Lin Zifeng was at Heavenly Gate, which he'd kept for years and used as his wallpaper.
"What is it?" Lin Zifeng gently closed the door.
