C442 Such Comfort

Jiangdong.

The light on the second floor of city company's family building was still on. Zhao Baogang had been kneeling in front of his father for half an hour. His legs were numb, but his father still didn't want him to get up.

After continuously drawing five specially-provided Zhonghua, Zhao Tianping shifted his gaze to his son. At the same time, a deep voice sounded