The Prime Ministerap

The people in the room walked towards the newcomer. He was thin and lanky, hunched over, looking much older than his less than thirty years.,On the bed, Xie Yunjin listened to Xie Erzhu's words, and his proud eyebrows softened by two points.,Who knew, before he could even speak, Xie Yunjin suddenly turned his head, his brows and eyes cold and icy, like a shard of ice in the depth of winter: "Get out."。