"I, I heard it." Tang Xiaoxiao doesn't know. It seems that Li Jianbei suddenly gets angry.

"rumor." After spitting out these two words coldly, Li Yanbei started the car again, but he didn't look good.

Tang Xiaoxiao felt the low pressure in the car, and couldn't help but curl up as much as possible to reduce his sense of existence. He kept muttering to himself, how could he not be happy.

after going back, Tang Xiaoxiao finished washing and typing with a computer, and then ran to Li Jianbei's room.

"uncle!" Cried Tang Xiaoxiao, knocking at the door.

Li Jianbei opened the door, dressed in white cotton pajamas, with the...