Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Uncle Shan, if you have sothing to say, just say it.”
The three of them arrived at a luxurious room in the center of the worship hall. Han Xing went straight to the point and was too lazy to beat around the bush with Shan Qingyuan.
Shan Ling was also a little puzzled at this mont. She did not know her father’s plan.
“Hahaha, a straightforward person doesn’t beat around the bush. Young Master Han is indeed a straightforward person.”
After Shan Qingyuan sat down, he gestured for the waiter beside him to pour tea for the man.
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