C184 Dining Table

"Huang Jinshu himself is restless. He's just an old fox, he looks neutral on the surface, but in reality, he's just a fence-sitter. A few days ago, his son was captured and turned around to hug Si Beiming's leg. He really doesn't know who framed his son." Yu Yuelee couldn't help but laugh.

"Idiot," Qilian secretly cursed, "Oh right