Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control

ed out of the restaurant, he found his parents rushing over!"Chen Ping, are you alright"Tang Hongying, with a sweaty face, asked."Mom, I'm fine. What's the rush"Chen Ping asked, puzzled."Aren't you wo...s!"What other options are there Lü Buwei and his son will be here tomorrow. There's no time left."Han Fusheng shook his head resignedly, he had lost all fighting spirit, all he hoped for now was that...