"Say it, say it, Bali?"
Qin Jihe was stunned, hastily looking at the children, watching them. "Tell me! That's how God talks about tea."
No one knew.
Just now, this family had great motivation, and throwing hands was a huge success. I only wanted to force Ye Fengsheng to treat Qin Dong's leg. Who cares what Ye Fengsheng says?
How can you think of this in half a second?
"Tea, Mr. Ye Xian, you just said: 'If three can't do, two can'. If you keep doing this, Grandpa, the master of the Qin Family will have to move!"
Qin Chaoyu was full of rain and spirit. He immediately replied, "Mr. Ye, you can't let my grandfather go, until he owns the Qin Family?"
Looking at Qin Chaoyu, Ye Fengsheng did not answer, just slightly frowned.
