C237 There Was No Turning Back

When Nalan Tine went downstairs this time, Qin Faang and her son were waiting for him in the restaurant.

She was dressed like a politician on TV. She wore an exquisite black suit. She wore a snow-white shirt with a cashmere vest that Qin Faang had personally made for him these few days. He walked over gracefully. There was a dark brown cashmere coat hanging on his other arm