Lu Mi was smoking a cigarette and browsing the web with great enthusiasm.
There was the remains of a pot of succulent plants on the ground. This was because Lu Mi was furious and swept away everything on the table with a wave of his hand, including the pot of green plants next to the computer.
The room was filled with a choking smell of cigarette smoke and the ashtray was full of cigarette B*tts.
Lu Mi's face looked a little distorted in the smoke. He was too lazy to clean the ashtray, so he just threw the cigarette B*tt on the ground and rubbed it hard with the tip of his leather shoe, wishing he could smash it into pieces.
"Patrick Li, Patrick Li..."
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