"Open up the pattern."

Lin Ming smiled: "The levels are different. I'm not even interested in scolding them."

"Too."

Chen Jia nodded: "If a group of clowns are jumping around in front of you, you will only find them ridiculous, but not angry with them."

"That's right!"

Lin Ming's eyes changed: "Daughter-in-law, I haven't eaten tonight, why don't I come to your place and you can cook me something?"

"Let's just find a place to eat. We don't have any food at home," Chen Jiada said.

It seemed that Lin Ming had been staring at him.

Chen Jia suddenly said angrily: "You bastard, what are you thinking about? My relatives haven't left yet!"

"That's it..."

Lin Ming showed disappointment.

Just as he was about to say something else, Chen Jia's cell phone rang.

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"Hello, hello." Chen Jia answered.

"Miss Chen?"

A female voice came from the other end of the phone.

"I am Chen Jia, who are you?"

"Hello, Ms. Chen, I am Hu Chunyun, the manager of our Chanel flagship store in Landao City."
Chapter completed!