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... s, and he looked in his eyes. This person is ambitious and he can see it at a glance. Although he did not stop, he was not very good at heart. The Qin family is far from the Lu family, and Lu Jiashang is not so arrogant. Qin Hao is not self-reliant.

Lu Sheng is like a veteran, and his clothes are extremely simple. Since Lu Jia’s position as the head of his family, the simplicity of the wind has flourished. The whole family only has Lu Tian’s lavishness, which makes Lu Shengxiang helpless. ...

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