The pink skeleton
Li xiaonian chased away his elders, and the atmosphere was a little cold.
Ling baifei couldn't stand it anymore. He looked at his father and said, " "Dad, not everyone is as free as you. Brother Nian has a lot of things to do. If there's nothing else, you can go back first."
Ignoring his father's embarrassment, Ling baifei turned to li xiaonian and said, " "Brainiac, let's go. Don't worry about them."
After all, Ling Dahai was an elder and also little White's father.
"Uncle, I'm really pressed for time," li xiaonian explained,"so, if you have anything to say, you should say it now."
Ling Dahai was an experienced man. Although he felt a little sullen, he wasn't angry.
It was the right time to do business. He had suffered a lot. Moreover, li xiaonian was his son's good friend, and he seemed to be really busy.