Money That Grew On Trees (II)
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Then you pacify her. Changsheng is about to cry her eyes out, doesn't you heart ache?"
Wei Jingxian unjustly pinned a label on Feng Jin. He was speechless and had no comeback. Lowering his head, he looked down at his daughter who refused to let go of his sleeves.
Feng Jin shook his head helplessly, "Seriously, I must have owed both mother and daughter in my previous life."
Thus, Feng Jin reached the government office, but his disposition wasn't right...his subordinates didn't dare to ask him about it, and at most they looked at him strangely.
Feng Jin went to the government office shamelessly. Because it was still early, he discreetly found his seat, and pulled over a couch. Then he hid his sleeve containing a lump of meat below the short table. However, it was hard to predict Changsheng's temper.
She was well behaved along the way, but once she entered the office, she refused to remain within his sleeves.
"What happened to you, Huaiyu?"