C322 Chapter 322

On the note, there was a line of words: My son's college tuition.

This is Father Xiao's handwriting. He doesn't have any culture and the words are ugly.

I felt like I was about to cry, so I took the bank card, packed everything up, and walked slowly out of the room and out of the house.

Shen Qiuyan and Kong Dongcheng called for me, and I almost forgot to pay attention to them