C1758 Two Factions

"Young Master Lin, take your time. I'll go take a look first."

Nodding towards the butler, Zhao Qimin stood up from his seat: "Rongrong, bring Young Master Lin to the hall later."

Seeing the look on Zhao Qimin's face, Lin Fann looked at Zhao Rongrong in confusion. "Rongrong, what's wrong with Uncle Zhao?"

"I don't know either. Dad has been staying up all night