C90 To the Chen Mansion

"Mhmm, I understand." Fang Jin nodded her head like she was mashing garlic. She didn't understand what Chen Mo Xuan was implying.

After that, Chen Moxuan went downstairs to eat, while Fang Jin washed her face, put on clothes, went downstairs to eat, and then put on makeup. Finally, she stood at the door, holding her bag, waiting for him obediently.

"Let's go."

Chen Mo Xuan put on his coat