"That's all right. I'll take you home later." Ding Yiyi Dao.

After dinner, Ding Yiyi drove Lin Meisheng back because she didn't go out very often, so she used a navigator.

"Actually, I didn't think you liked luxury cars." Lin Meisheng patted the car seat. "You shouldn't have run out of a rich family like the Qianjin Lady."

"What about Sister Qianjin, if that's the case, what would I do every day when I'm tired and tired of opening a shop? It's better to wait for the inheritance to live. Besides, I already have sons and daughters."

Lin Meisheng was surprised and almost spit out the water he put into...