Chapter 120 The No.1 Factory Is the Problem

• Darkness painted the sky. Denise was packing up her stuff when she heard a cough and raised her head to see Alex standing by the door.
• He leaned against the door frame in a white robe, and his usual aloof demeanor gave way to a languid air around him. Seeing him in such a casual manner stunned her. He chuckled when her gaze landed on him. "Enjoying the view?"
• She regained her composure and cleared her throat. "Alex, when did you get here?"