Gong Tianhao looked around in confusion. His eyes were filled with doubt as he asked curiously, "This... This is my office?!"
The room was wide and bright. It was about 40 to 50 square meters in size. Black and white complemented each other. There was a black desk, a bookshelf, and two pots of green scenery. It looked simple yet dignified.
This style was very familiar. This was his office at Imperial Palace.
Tianhao sat in front of the desk, feeling even more strange and puzzled.
Why was he in his office?
Just as Gong Tianhao was thinking, there was a knock on the door. His sharp eyes looked straight at the door, and he asked in a cold voice, "Who is it?"
"It's me!" Li Yuanhang's voice was heard.
"Come in!" Gong Tianhao said.
Li Yuanhang walked in and noticed the expression on Gong Tianhao's face. He asked with some confusion, "Tianhao, what's wrong? Why do you look so pale?"
