Nian lie, you're too despicable

There was a certain emotion in the air.

It was so oppressive that it was uncomfortable.

Nian lie turned around and walked up to the two of them.

His emotionless eyes swept across the dishes on the dining table.

He said calmly, "

"It seems that you're doing well."

Ning Qing put down her chopsticks and sighed.

"What are you doing here?" she asked.

The man seemed to chuckle.

"I'm here to visit my wife. Tell me, what reason do I need?"

Ning Qing put her hands on her thighs and exerted a little force.

Nian lie looked over and stopped at Yan Sichen's face.

master Yan, you're not busy with your company's performance, but you're in the mood to have a meal with my wife.

Facing him, Yan Sichen knew that he couldn't lose.

He put down his chopsticks unhurriedly, wiped his hands with a tissue, and raised his head slightly.

you're too young. My father has his own way of managing his business. I don't have to worry about these things for now.