C145 Two of your wives are dead

"What are you thinking?" Ling Jinyu's gaze was once again on the account book, and suddenly asked.

"I... I was thinking about the beauty who hanged herself in the morning... " Ling Tianqing quickly withdrew her gaze. She was thinking about the important matters of the country, but Tyrant was so beautiful, like a beautiful young man walking out of a 4D movie