Chapter 1241

more conditions there might be." Yisheng said calmly, unafraid of her anger or refusal."You!" Wēn Píngshēng was so angry that he turned back again, glaring at him, "An Yìshēng, you crafty businessman...Chapter 1241's time for dinner."Then Mother turned her face and showed her daughter a gentle, soft smile. "Good then, Little Sheng, you should go busy yourself first. I'll have the maid bring some tea and snacks...