The Strange Old Man With The Strange Pulse

Yu Gangan followed Jiang Qi upstairs. The girl had a soft, warm smile and exquisite features that made her stunningly beautiful.

Yu Gangan glanced at Fang Zhihan next to her.

This was the kind of beauty that all men liked.

A moment later, Jiang Qi knocked on a carved mahogany door, gently pushed it open, and led Yu Gangan inside. Meanwhile, Fang Zhihan stood outside.

The study room had a lot of space. The side balcony could be seen as soon as one walked in through the door, and on the balcony were flowers and plants, as well as a canary hanging in a cage. From the room, one could admire flowers, drink tea and play with the birds. Clearly, the owner of the study room was a person who knew how to enjoy life.

On the large office desk, everything was meticulous and arranged neatly.