C377 Concealed Wealthy Marriage

"Not bad, my son knows his stuff." Tong Wenya squatted down and rubbed her son's head. She was a bit rushed and, as she wore high-heeled shoes, her chassis was unsteady. She almost fell to the ground.

Although Chunyu Chen's face was cold, he still reached out his hand and grabbed her before she could finish her sentence.

"Thanks, I'm not used to wearing high heels." Tong Wenya said awkwardly