C20 I'm Protecting Him

"What do you mean?" The waitress was a little afraid of this fashionable man, but this was her territory after all. She straightened her back and pointed at Zhao Chanqiu. "This is your child, right? He did something wrong. Don't tell me you still want to protect him? "

Zhao Qinghe asked sarcastically, "I want to protect him. What can you do?"

The waiter was stunned