Chapter 438 Tool

• In the quiet private room in a teahouse, Song Ran’s gaze was deep as she stared at the light colored petals floating in the transparent teapot with a cold expression.
• She was pondering on what she overheard outside the office just now, and she suddenly curled her lips and chuckled.
• “What are you laughing at?” Mu Ming held up the teapot and poured a cup of tea in front of Song Ran. The faint scent of the tea rose from the pale green tea cup; it was a refreshing scent.