Chapter 935

Chapter 184Zhao Ping'an had no psychological pressure at all, and directly opened his mouth, liking something meant he had to get it. Money was nothing but an external thing.Chapter 935

A bed is inside the room.

A woman with sweat dripping from her brow, who had originally seemed reluctant, suddenly sat up straight upon hearing this.

It is exactly Zhao Ji's month!

" tablets of the Zhao family arranged from top to bottom. On the left and right are members of the same generation in the main lineage, arranged in descending order.The Zhao family has been passed down...