After a sip of Dong Chee-hui's guard's tea brewed with his best tea, Qian Changling, who was hiding something in his heart, felt a little dull.

"Old money, this tea tastes good." Dong Chee-hui asked with a smile.

"Very good, endless aftertaste." Qian Changling nodded in praise.

Tung Chee-hui waved and said, "Since you like it, I'll ask the guards to pack you two or two later."

"Ha-ha, then I'm not polite!"

Qian Changling laughed, but he felt that Tung Chee-hui was different from his usual life. For a moment, he had a bad feeling in his heart, didn't he uuuuuuuuuuu

Thinking of this, he tentatively asked, "Lao Dong, I...