C141 Zhao Family Meeting

Zhang Cheng's back was busy in the kitchen.

My sister-in-law was going to help, but Zhang Cheng told her to take care of Kindred. The damaged gate had been repaired, like a new one.

Du du du --

Zhang Cheng's cellphone rang.

He stopped what he was doing, wiped off the water droplets on his hands and picked up the phone.

"Hello."

"Zhang Cheng