Leng Muchen sat on the sofa with her daughter in her arms. Qin Yahuang sat beside her. Her eyes were always looking at the handbag beside her. In fact, she was afraid that Zhao Meiyun would call.

"What's wrong? What are you doing, Hang-fu? Leng Muchen looked at her. In fact, when Qin Yafu appeared in the company, he guessed that she should have something to do before she would come to him with the idea.

Qin Yafeng shook his head. "No, nothing."

Her mind is always hidden from Leng Muchen, but she and Zhao Meiyun have to meet.

"Really nothing? I only give you one chance." Leng Muchen knew...