And now it's just over three months.
The Rong Family, who once led the charge to annex the entire Yin Group, is now about to become fish on the chopping board.
This really is... fortunes rise and fall.
"By the way... it's five o'clock, shouldn't you go pick up the Young Master and little princess?"
Chen Lan glanced at the time and couldn't help but remind her.
As soon as he spoke, Su Xiaomeng's butt seemed to catch fire. She immediately leaped out of her chair, grabbed the chair from the table, and took the phone beside her, seeing dozens of missed calls...
Incoming calls were indeed from the kindergarten principal.
"I'm off, we'll talk tomorrow if there's anything."
After saying that, there was the sound of the door closing.
Chen Lan scratched his head and couldn't help but mutter,
"Since President Yin returned, the first to relax was... probably herself, right..."
Where was the previous rigor? The orderliness? The calmness?
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