Chapter 170: I Couldn't Help But Steal a Glance at Her

Qiao. He Hanchuan stood behind her, his eyes gleaming with coldness."Mr. Jiang, I hope you'll forgive me…"Before she could finish speaking, a glass of strong liquor was splashed in her face. "Huanghu...o out." Old Master He instructed He Fu Zhao Yu, then turned to the elderly woman beside him. "Xiao Zhou, you go out too. I have some things I want to discuss privately with Cold Stream and his grands...