Good night, bad guy

On the way to the finance department, she reported to her parents again. Empress Dowager Liang was also a very strange person. When Chen hansheng was at home, she often complained that he was too much of a hindrance. However, after her son left, she complained that Chen hansheng did not eat lunch at home.

Chen hansheng chuckled and coaxed her, then urged Liang meijuan to quickly cook for old Chen. He then took the opportunity to hang up.

As the sports meet had just ended, the School of Finance still retained its lively atmosphere. There were obviously more students exercising on the field, and there were also couples taking a walk in a neither hot nor cold environment.

The milk tea shop was being renovated. Chen hansheng saw the workers going in and out busily, and it looked like they were going to work overtime.

"The business should not be bad."