"Mingxuan's doing pretty well now. His face-changing skills have improved. Most importantly, his speed has also improved. In a few years, he'll be a master of his generation." Si Jinning was well-versed in the technique of showing off first and then suppressing.
"Fortunately, outsiders don't know that Mingxuan is your son. Otherwise, they'd probably say that his family has a long history." Si Jinning calmly spat out the last word.
He saw with his own eyes that Jin Jianhua's face had changed so much that it was comparable to the expression in Sichuan Opera. All kinds of colors were on his face, and it was very lively.
It took a long time for nie Jianhua to calm down. He felt that it was better to see si Jinning less in the future. Otherwise, his heart would probably overload and cause problems sooner or later. In short, if he wanted to live a few more years, he had to stay away from si Jinning, the scourge.
