Chapter 935

Chapter 184Zhao Ping'an had no psychological pressure at all, and directly opened his mouth, liking something meant he had to get it. Money was nothing but an external thing.Chapter 935

A bed is inside the room.

A woman with sweat dripping from her brow, who had originally seemed reluctant, suddenly sat up straight upon hearing this.

It is exactly Zhao Ji's month!

"and apologize. Have your legs removed and get out of here.""Otherwise, I don't mind forcefully taking you away!"Grandpa just said he didn't want to see any blood today, so we have to set the tone and...