C1832 Zheng Tianyan

"Q-Mr. Qin Tian."

"You, you ask."

"I, I answer."

Zheng's voice was trembling.

He quickly said.

"Alright."

"Just now, you were so attentive to my wife. What were you planning to do?"

Qin Tian asked in confusion.

When I was on the plane.

Even though Qin Tian was cultivating, he didn't care too much about it.

However, Qin Tian clearly knew what had happened.

Qin Tian