Xia Yunzhu quickly smiled and said: "Dad, you think too much, where can I?"

"In any case, I am also the mother of Beicheng. How dare I do anything?"

"I'm just a little unhappy. They didn't ask me to go up and say something, and should I change my mouth?"

Xia Yunzhu felt old Mr. Leach's unhappy eyes and took out a red envelope: "I have prepared a change fee for the small wine, a lot."

Old Mr. Leach said lightly: "She is not rare in small wine, so there is no link to change her mouth."

"When you used to leave Beicheng cruelly, you should be prepared for him...