"How should I tell my mom?"

He Pingfan said, "You don't have to say it, just pretend that all this has not happened."

"All right!"

Tang Ying'er sighed, looked at the street outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and murmured, "I didn't expect my dad to make such a mistake."

"Let's go!"

He Pingfan urged him and the two took the elevator to the underground garage. The red BMW 325 was indeed parked there.

It is like a pet abandoned by its owner, lonely and lonely.

"What are you going to deal with it?"

He Pingfan asked.

"Sold it! I won't open it anyway."

"Actually, even if she drives it away, I won't blame her."

"Compared with other women, she has a conscience, at least she hasn't made my family restless."

A hot DJ music phone rings, Tang Yinger takes out her cell phone, "My sister?"

"Hello!"
Chapter completed!