"Little aunt, you're so kind!" Qin Yinjian smiled slightly. It seemed that he smiled a little bit cutely, but in Zhan Limo's eyes, he was particularly dark-bellied.

Only Zhan Limo knows that this black-bellied guy has a belly full of bad water, and he thinks about how to plot against others every day. Of course, if he knows it, he knows it, so he must not say it.

He had to cooperate with Qin Yinjian to play the trick: "Mom, I didn't expect you to join our team so readily. I'm really proud of having a mother who likes to help others like you."