"You mean Qinqin? No, I haven't seen her for a long time." Wan Lulu shook his head and turned off the stove. Suddenly, he turned around and looked at Chen Jiadong strangely and asked, "Why are you asking about her? Are you still angry about her cursing you? Don't be like her."

"No, why would I argue with a little girl? I just thought of that girl when I saw you." Chen Jiadong pretended to be indifferent as he said, "After all, that girl is your senior's precious sister. When ...