Feng Chao touched his nose and smiled embarrassedly. hehe, Yingluo, how can I do that? I can only take care of five at most. This kid is really capable. He's simply beyond ordinary people.
Han Yuting's eyes were deep and serene as he said indifferently, " "Do you know how Mr. President escaped from a pile of dead bodies when he was fighting for the president's position? Even I can't match up to the president's skills. He's your son, so of course, he's not someone ordinary. The blood that flows in this body is ultimately a different kind of monastic robe."
Feng Chao clicked his tongue and sighed. that's why I say it's really difficult for ordinary people to sit in that position. I wonder what kind of fortune this person will have in the future.
Han Yuting didn't answer. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, turned on the metal lighter, and slowly lit the cigarette that he had held between his fingers for a long time.
