Li Jianbei is sitting at the dinner table, and the atmosphere can be imagined how gloomy it is.

Tang Xiaoxiao turns his head and looks at Li Jianbei, who looks cold. He stealthily hooks his hand under the table.

Li Jianbei only felt the itch on his hand. He glanced at Tang Xiaoxiao's movements. For no reason, his lips were hooked.

then, people found that Mr. Li's face was a little softer than before?

after dinner, Tang Xiaoxiao began to walk north: "uncle, hurry up. If you are too busy in the afternoon, you can let Su Huai stay in the company."

Li Jianbei smiled: "it's OK. Chang Yi is...