Zhao Xiaoyan reached out and grabbed President Zhao, suppressing the nausea in her heart. Her enchanting face was full of a flattering expression, and her voice was somewhat coquettish and seductive: "Godfather, you can't forget what you promised me."
After all, it's not the first time. Just consider it being bitten by a dog. Open eyes, close eyes, and it's over.
Zhao Tian was extremely satisfied and said, "Xiao Yan performed quite well."
Zhao Xiaoyan awkwardly smiled and acted coy again: "Then about that online variety show of mine..."
Zhao Tian sat up, put on his clothes, and donned his gold necklace and watch, exuding a rich man's aura.
Feeling satisfied, Zhao Tian took out his phone and laughed: "Isn't it just a small online variety show? I'll invest three million, you just go participate in it."
Zhao Xiaoyan sat beside him, her eyes reddened, and her excitement was about to overflow.
