"Still not coming along, waiting for dinner?"
Jiang Cheng shouted, and Li Chunxiang immediately responded with an "uh," saying, "See, I told you it's impossible, just teasing us!"
Gao Zhonghua: You're really easy to fool.
Even though Gao Zhonghua figured it out, he didn't expose it, simply taking a big step to follow along.
At night, Li Chunxiang went out of her way again to cook something delicious for Jiang Cheng to nourish her body.
Having been busy for several days, Jiang Cheng rarely had the time to rest early today.
At this point, there were still five days until the end of the trade fair.
Early the next morning, Jiang Cheng and the others got up as usual, washed up, ate breakfast, and went to the trade hall.
As always, it was Jiang Cheng who went in alone.
"Jiang Cheng!"
Director Cui called out to Jiang Cheng, then looked hard behind her, not seeing any sign of George, his heart immediately sank.
"Jiang Cheng, where's Mr. George?"
George, Mr.?
