Mother Wen immediately chided Wen Cheng, " "Shut up, Yingluo."
Wen Cheng pursed her lips. In any case, she felt that the basket was not pleasing to the eye. She could not help but Tutt softly.
Suddenly, a cold gaze shot towards Wen Cheng.
Wen Cheng's scalp went numb and she drooped her head, not daring to have any more opinions. She said to herself, " "What does my brother mean by this? As his sister, am I not as well-received as his classmate? There must be an affair."
……
Lan Jing blinked her eyes and looked at the Blondie with a gentle and harmless expression. "In that case, let's go, Yingluo."
The Blondie and the others were stunned and looked at her in confusion.
The yellow-haired man's expression was extremely ugly as he directly shouted.
"Yingluo, what do you mean? Let's go? Where to? If you don't give us money, we won't go anywhere, Yingluo!"
