Chapter 717: Concealing

。Every person is like a machine, repeating their own things without the mind or time to chat. 。During work hours, I would rush to the restroom for fear that if I went back late, there would be a back...Too familiar, to the point that Lin Jinran's movements froze, and unconsciously, her mind recalled Fu Mo'han's voice. staring at him, delaying work, which was definitely impossible. 。Xiaohong could only check for a while and then go see if there was any need for the guests in her area. After confirming that there w...