They all need guidance.
It's thanks to Uncle Kevin that Young Master has grown up so well now.
"Kevin, you brought gifts, you're too polite."
Adriana said in surprise as she opened the door.
Huang Kaiwen smiled, gave her a cheek kiss, and walked straight into the house.
"Kevin, Sergio, you've arrived."
Maldini, who was sitting on the couch watching TV, said feebly.
Although it's been only a day since he last ran on the soccer field, Paul Maldini's aura was completely different now.
He was exactly like those Italians who stayed at home and didn't work.
The whole person exuded a lazy vibe.
"Paul."
Ramos nodded in greeting.
Huang Kaiwen sat down on the couch, lightly kicked Paul Maldini's legs that were lying across, and asked, "You look like someone drawing unemployment benefits, waiting for a call to hit the bars."
"I am unemployed."
Paul Maldini said with a pout.
Having just left football, he has no idea about the future direction.
