C233 Gambling Ghost Father

"I don't know what's going on either." Lee Fan was eating the rice bowl with relish. Although he had just eaten breakfast, he felt hungry again upon seeing the delicacy.

"So the house is real?" It should be, right? With such a large Huasheng, the boss would not make such a joke, and there's even a contract. " Lee Fan knew that Lee Xiaolu cared very much about her own house