Knowing that she had lost her composure, long qingru hurriedly put on a gentle fake smile.
He then realized that the person on the other end of the phone couldn't see him at all.
"Uncle is right, but the old man's temper ..."
She deliberately kept her words short.
Gentle and decent.
"Only you can control him in this world!"
The Broken Rose was twisted in long qingru's hand, and the juice stained her fingers red.
"I'll be back in two days."
Long qingru held her breath until she heard this. She was slightly relieved.
"Uncle ..."
However, before long qingru could finish her words, the other end of the phone hung up.
Suddenly.
Resentment gathered in long qingru's eyes ...
"It seems that not everyone can afford to enjoy elder Yan's tea."
Lin Hanxing's white silk shirt was wet from the tea.
It left red rust marks.
"It's troublesome."
Lin Hanxing passed the car keys to the security guard, Xiao Zhang.
"I have a spare shirt in my car."
