"Ah…" Zhao Moqing instantly understood what Qin Lin meant. "Then don't mess around. You're getting better at torturing people. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it in."
Qin Lin nodded seriously. "Alright, I knew you were good at holding your breath. I'm relieved tonight."
"Do you want to die?!" Zhao Moqing immediately rolled her eyes at Qin Lin. This man would definitely play tricks tonight.
When Qin Lin and Zhao Moqing came out of the room, someone had already arrived. Qin Dashan had brought his wife and son, Qin Long.
"Xiao Lin, Moqing is here too." Qin Dashan walked forward with a smile.
"Qin Lin." Qin Long followed behind.
Qin Lin also smiled and greeted, "Brother Long, how's the tomato plantation you contracted coming along?"
