C340 President of Tyrant

Qiu Shulan looked up at her, holding her hand tightly and asked with concern, "Xingyu, what kind of job did you find? "Is it going to be hard for you? Are you being bullied?"

Han Xingyu sat on the edge of the bed. With a smile, she smoothed out the wrinkles on her forehead. "Mom, don't worry. Who am I to be bullied by others?"

"You, ah, are just too strong