Bai Lian: "..."
Respect.
In the eastern part of the city, the old district.
Bai Lian led Jiang He out of the car.
In the car.
Chen Jingyu didn't dare to speak in front of Bai Lian; it wasn't until she got out of the car that he turned his head to look at Ming Dongheng and lowered his voice, "What's the use of explaining so much to her?"
Could this Miss Bai understand?
He had recently been recommended by a surplus god and was making a name for himself in the Chen Family, also eyeing Ming Dongheng's bodyguard position, feeling extremely inflated inside.
Almost forgetting himself.
Ming Dongheng's expression was cold: "Chen Jingyu, be mindful of what you say and do."
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Bai Lian arrived early today; the Calligraphy Association hadn't opened yet.
Only a few street vendors had opened their stalls by the roadside.
Bai Lian bought a sugar figure in the shape of a crane for Jiang He and waited for him to eat the sugar while waiting for the martial arts gym to open.
