C532 Take This Piece of Land

At this moment, Zhao Zhongming was sitting in his office, looking at the picture of a beautiful woman on the table. His heart couldn't help but throb: "Jiajia, is your heart made of stone? Can't you see that I'm protecting you like this?"

Zhao Zhongming picked up the photo, placed it on his palm and caressed it: "Could it be..