"I promise." Ning Wentao's voice is so light that he can hardly hear it. He is reluctant to use three words.

"get the contract ready and someone will sign it tomorrow." I heard that the corners of my mouth were very nice, and then I changed into a cold look, "remember, my man, you can't move it."

Ning Wentao seems to have been evacuated. He fell down on the sofa with no expression on his face. He is not as good as heaven.

"Laoning, what's the matter?" Ning's mother also felt something important, and her voice was a little lighter. "Dad, are you ok?" Tranquility, such as being scared, tonight...