Han Luoli walked into the study, also affected by the subtle gloomy atmosphere around Qin Xun.
"Dad, what happened?"
"You're quite perceptive!" Qin Xun pointed to the sofa on one side, indicating for him to sit.
Han Luoli, without hesitation, sat directly opposite.
He had been to this study many times before, mostly entering with a heavy and oppressive mood, because every time he entered, Master Qin would always talk about matching him up with Qin Qingran.
But now, he didn't have that feeling anymore, though he did sense a different kind of atmosphere.
Qin Xun straightforwardly said, "This October's presidential election, what do you think?"
The expression of the middle-aged man clearly indicated that as long as he had an idea, he would recommend him!
Han Luoli furrowed his brows, expression serious.
The father-in-law and son-in-law seemed to be plotting something significant, and the surrounding atmosphere became tense.
