C70 This Is My Grandson?

The fire in Jiang Ting's head was about to flare up when he saw the promissory note in front of him. The contents of the promissory note were clear and the handwriting was clear. It was his son's handwriting.

Jiang Ting stuck it in his throat in one breath. He wanted to snatch the promissory note and see it clearly, but Moo Aotian pulled his hand away and took it back