"Bang bang bang!"
Qin Wanrong couldn't hold it in.
Squatting on the ground, she hammered the floor fiercely, relying solely on her physical strength, and managed to dent the granite floor into a deep pit.
Qin Xin did not stop her.
He could understand Qin Wanrong's feelings.
The Qin Family had never suffered such a loss.
If it weren't for wanting to keep from affecting Qin Qianyu's cultivation, he would have already asked Qin Qianyu to come out and deal with Zhang Lingfeng.
Academy.
In Li Xiaoshuang and the other three's villa.
In a well-ventilated room, Ling Feng sat in a massage chair, soaking his feet, drinking tea, playing mahjong, and fiddling with hand beads.
Li Xiaoshuang sat across from him, also equipped with a massage chair, an independent kettle, even a purple clay pot, and a matching foot spa. He played mahjong while soaking his feet.
