"It's up to me whether they want to know!"
"No." Zhao Jinxin put his arms around Li Shuo's waist, forced his chest against hers, and said with a wicked smile, "It's up to me to decide. Not just your parents, but also my parents. Sooner or later, they will have to I know. I want to put my Zhao family label on Uncle Li’s head, and see who dares to steal it from me."
Li Shuo stared at Zhao Jinxin and sneered: "You are really confident, Zhao Jinxin, do you understand the truth of many unjust practices?"
"I don't understand, I'm not very good at classical Chinese." Zhao Jinxin rubbed Li Shuo's cheek affectionately, "Don't worry, we will be blessed."
"No one will bless your despicable methods." Li Shuo pushed him away, opened the car door and got in.
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