C122 Deja vu

In a VIP private room on the top floor of a clubhouse, Murong Aotian and Fang Wenlan sat facing each other.

"Why did father divorce?" Murong Aotian squinted his eyes and asked coldly.

"This... How should I know? "He suddenly …" Fang Wenlan's face changed slightly, and he started to speak incoherently