C1460 What the Hell?

When Zhao Yang said this, his smile turned into a cunning smile. Although he said it lightly, it was full of sarcasm.

Everyone present could tell what he meant. The people opposite him revealed a dissatisfied expression, but they could not say anything. Zhao Lin was sitting on a chair under the grape vine in Zhao Yang's courtyard, drinking tea leisurely.

When Zhao Lin heard Zhao Yang's words