Treasure Eye

Yang Bo smiled wryly at his boss, but in his heart he was thinking, fifty thousand yuan, this is fifty thousand yuan! If he had this money, he could get his father hospitalized for treatment first!,The old beggar looked up at Yang Bo and said, "Thank you, young brother. You are such a kind person!",The old beggar held the glass bead in his hand. He'd been holding onto it all along!。