Lin Chuxia tilted her head and looked at him, "If you say it like that, I'll get proud. How about this..."
She turned to the side with a serious look, and Old Sir He also looked over seriously.
Lin Chuxia spoke mysteriously, "Since you think you're not as good as me in everything, how about you call me Master, and in the future, if I find ways to get rich, I'll take you along..."
"Pfft..."
Su Wensong couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Old Sir He's eyes widened in surprise, and he raised his hand as if to hit her, "You little brat, how dare you talk to your master like that? If I don't teach you a lesson today, then I'm not your master..."
Lin Chuxia shrank back into the front passenger seat, and although Old Sir He tried to hit her, she was just out of reach, laughing so hard she was trembling like a flower.
This interruption finally eased the tense atmosphere in the car.
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Back home, Zhuang Jingshu asked her how things were going in An City.
