Chapter100 deep feeling.

After dinner, Yang Lia couldn't wait to call Lincoln Murillo, but what she wanted to say was not what her father told her. "What's the matter?"? Did you miss me when you called so late? Lincoln Murillo's gentle voice came from the receiver. If it had been before, Yang Lia would have smiled happily, but now, her face was expressionless. "Of course, but there are other things I want to ask you." "You say." Lincoln Murillo sat on the edge of his bed, wiping his wet hair after a shower, and when he heard him ask for help, his hand paused, and his tone was very gentle. "Actually, it's not a big deal. Do you remember your little uncle we met when we went out for dinner?" You mean the fourth uncle? What's the matter? Lincoln Murillo didn't think about anything else. "I have a project I want to bid on after a while. Isn't he the president of MK?"? I want to learn from him and as