after returning home, ji qingyan and her children had finished eating.


    he was taking her to swing outside.


    "whose car is this?"


    "boss, i''ve driven back and will pick you up tomorrow."


    "as a leader, you don''t seem to have a very high level." ji qingyan said with a smile:


    "and driving this car is a bit inconsistent with mr. lin''s status."


    "harm, just make money."


    "that''s right, we have to make money for milk powder."


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