"You have something to say?" Zhan Yang alighted from the car. The fitting high-end custom-made suit made his tall figure look even taller.
His eyes were cold as he glanced at Zhan mo and said,"I don't have much time, so you'd better make it short."
Zhan Yang's footsteps did not stop. He took his briefcase and went into the villa, clearly to look for ruan Mengmeng.
It was like this every day.
The moment Zhan Yang returned from the company, he went straight to ruan Mengmeng's room. After visiting his three little grandsons, he seized the time to discuss business with ruan Mengmeng.
"Father!" Zhan mo followed behind Zhan Yang, his face solemn."I have something important to talk to you about in private. It's about health."
"What did you just say?" Zhan Yang's hurried footsteps suddenly stopped. He turned around and looked at Zhan mo with a sharp gaze.
"Father, I understand." Zhan Mo's expression was grave.
