C147 The Daughter of the Xiao Family

The invitation from the Hsiao's was placed right in the middle of Leng Yuhan's desk, shining brightly under the sunlight. Leng Yuhan played with the pen in his hand and smiled playfully.

"President, do you need to reject? The people sent by the Hsiao's are still waiting outside the door." Zheng Yang could not see the meaning in the eyes of his own president, so he could not help but ask.

No