C1198 Glory to the Future

Houjia Yulan smiled gently, "Go."

Less than ten seconds after Zhao Zizhai left the table.

The manager of Gao family left at the same time.

He followed Zhao Zizhai's thin and weak back.

As his son, Gao Xueyun was holding a teacup and drinking.

Behind the glasses, his long and narrow eyes narrowed as he watched this scene, and his heart was filled with doubt