C1111 100 Billion

"Alright, Bi Tao, Xue Mei, carry your son down!" Old Master Qin didn't want to pursue the matter any further. The family was too ugly to be passed down to outsiders. If they really wanted to make a scene, it would be useless to anyone.

"Thank you Dad, thank you Dad …" Qin Bitao, who had received an amnesty, kowtowed to Old Master Qin