Lao Qin has a mobile phone.

This mobile phone, even his favorite Song Yingxia, must not be touched casually.

There are few opportunities for him to make phone calls with this cell phone.

As little as Suning has forgotten, he still has such a mobile phone.

Looking at the back of her husband who stood up and went to the window to make a phone call, Suning sighed low.

She knows that from the moment her husband takes out his mobile phone, the Qin family, which is currently a big business, will jump into a big whirlpool on its own initiative.

As to whether she could eventually retreat from the...