First Era, Dragon Lo

Tears streamed down his face, the man who had created so many business miracles in the future held his son close, whispering softly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...",As he listened, Jiang Zhihao's tears flowed even faster.,"Really" Lingling's eyes lit up, then she seemed to remember something and frowned. "But... we don't have any money. We don't want Dad and Mom to fight."。