Son speaks such words to father.
——This is simply outrageous!!!
Jian Yi: "..."
Jian Chenglang: "..."
It's over...
The end of the world is coming.
"Bro! Calm down! Calm down!!! Little Yan, he, he's just, just——damn!! Bro, you're serious!!!"
...
Little Lu Li and Qu Qianqian, Zhang Yiming were waiting nearby for Qin Xiyin.
The two little girls were no longer crying, just sitting quietly on the grass.
However, Tangtang was gone.
The conversation was finished.
Even the grass on the ground was almost pulled out by them.
In short, don't mention how boring it was.
Not sure how much time passed.
Lu Li, with sharp eyes, instantly saw Qin Xiyin over there holding his writing board, puffing and huffing, running in their direction.
Behind him, beside the luxurious silver sports car, Jian Chenglang was desperately blocking in front of Jian Yi, seemingly trying desperately to say something, with an expression close to collapsing.
