Chapter 586 Losing track.

Ran An didn't close the door completely, leaving it unlatched. Although James Feng was absent-minded, the smell of his favorite dishes kept going into his nose. On the thought that there were indeed many meetings to be held in the afternoon, he finally picked up the chopsticks to eat. Perhaps it was because of his bad moods, though the dishes smelled good, they tasted like shit. After feeding himself, he dialed Jiaxing Shen's number to complain about what he had been through, but the phone was...