Chapter 97 What are you angry with?

Stunned, dirty little face laughed and said, "No, I've cleaned it all."

"What? So fast?"

The old man stood up quickly and said seriously, "I'm going to check it. The tofu dregs project is not feasible."

With the help of Luo's housekeeper, he raised his foot to the fifth floor and stopped outside the wooden door for a long time.

Wen Xin wondered, "What's wrong, uncle?"

Not wanting to be seen, Lu Ang calmed down for a while, but the pace of his steps was trembling.

For thirty years, he has been afraid to face this room. Too many memories and pains make...