C98 A Slap in the Face

In the living room, Ho Zhizhou held Niannian in his arms and stared intently at Suisui's nimble little hands, as if they were dancing on a piano.

The sound of keyboard tapping filled their ears. The father and daughter did not dare to make a sound. They quietly watched how he defended Mu Qing.

At this moment, the enlarged main screen was the scene in the meeting room