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Chapter 809

The fat man looked up and happened to meet Jiang Cheng's eyes. He was inexplicably shocked by her eyes.

"First, Brother Lin is not a little mute at all. He can speak and has not been sick before. This is the secret between me and him and Aunt Lin."

"Second, Brother Lin never hurts his back."

Jiang Cheng's face was full of mockery, and she looked at Jiang Zhonglin and the fat man like she was watching the jumping clown.

"This kind of acting is really too clumsy. If you want to come out to cheat, it's better to go home and practice it."

After saying that, she looked at Jiang Zhonglin again, her voice was also cold and without temperature.

"Since you want that pocket watch, then show some sincerity. If you don't have sincerity, cooperation will be free of negotiations."

Jiang Zhonglin looked at Jiang Cheng like this, his anger covered his whole face, his eyes almost breathed fire, and he stared at Jiang Cheng fiercely.

Seeing Jiang Cheng turning around and about to leave, he reached out and pinched Jiang Cheng's wrist again, without hesitation for the strength in his hand.

In a short while, Jiang orange's slender white wrist became red.

"Since you are here today, you must take out that pocket watch."

"I have found this person for you. You don't believe it. This is your problem. And he has photos of you and his mother in his hand, so why is it not the Brother Lin you are looking for?"

"You did it on purpose, and you didn't want to give me the pocket watch."

When Jiang Cheng mentioned that photo, she was confused.

Why did he have photos of himself and Aunt Lin?

At the beginning, there were only two photos, Aunt Lin, and she left one.

She brought her back to her photo because she was lost because she did not cherish it well.

The only one left must be in Aunt Lin's hands.

"Let go!"

"Are you planning to force me to stay and find that pocket watch?"

Jiang Cheng saw through Jiang Zhonglin's thoughts and sneered sarcastically.

Jiang Zhonglin really planned so.

"Then your plan failed, I knew you were not trustworthy. When I came here today, I didn't bring back the pocket watch. Now the pocket watch is still in Gu Ting's hands."

As soon as he said this, Jiang Zhonglin's eyes shook violently, and the anger in his eyes erupted out like flames.

But without a pocket watch, what can he do?

Finally, he thought about it and slowly let go of his hand holding Jiang Cheng.

He coughed coldly, his eyes dodged, and explained stiffly.

"You misunderstood. I have no other intentions. I just want to get the heirloom back as soon as possible. Of course I will be angry if you go back on your word."

"But since you haven't got it back today, then another day."

Jiang orange feather-like eyelashes trembled slightly, she lowered her eyes to look at her red wrists, and her heart was cold.

Fortunately, she had already recognized Jiang Zhonglin and would no longer be sad about this fake father.

When Jiang Cheng was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly remembered something and walked in front of the fat man.

Her voice was crisp, "What's your name?"

This question confused the fat man.

Before he could react, Jiang Cheng slowly curled up the corners of his lips, put away the cold sharp on his face, and showed a sweet joke.

"Although I know you are not my brother Lin, it doesn't hinder our friend. What is your real name? We can still contact you often in the future."

While saying that, Jiang Cheng took out his cell phone, clicked on WeChat, and signaled that the fat men could add friends.

The fat man fell in love with Jiang Cheng for the first time he saw him.

Now Jiang Cheng took the initiative to add his WeChat friend, and the fat man was a little erect, so he naturally would not refuse.
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