Chapter 272: Why Isn't Lin Chuan Arrested? (Please Subscribe)

On a chilly winter night,

one could lift their eyes to see a pale, almost transparent layer of blue and purple gauze stretched across the sky, deep and wide, with scattered stars set within, while silvery moonlight draped over the mountains below, like a serene and mystical painting.

A city with dimmed lights.

Home to the Morgan Group's Asia-Pacific Branch.

A brand-new office, its core area dominated by a black solid wood desk, with a surface so smooth and flat it almost reflected the face of Yu Qin sitting beside it, very cold.

As for the rest, the coffee table, tea sets, plants, wall-mounted art, and so on were all absent.

The air still carried a slightly stale odor.

Clearly, this office had just been put into use.

As for the reason,

the original office could no longer be used.

Tap tap tap.

Lucas, sitting in a wheelchair, slapped the armrest furiously and cursed, "A bunch of trash!"