President Yu stroked the dog's fur with a gentle smile.
"What are you thinking? Of course, it's because I use good fertilizer, occasionally sprinkling some manure water, don't mention how well it grows."
"Miss Song, your last name is Song, not Gong, in this respect you are inferior to Lin Zhiyi, she is clearer-headed than you."
Wait until the day you really take the position of Third Madam of the Gong Family, then come and confront her.
Having said that, President Yu didn't even glance at Song Wanqiu and walked away directly.
Song Wanqiu couldn't swallow her pride and turned around, thinking of complaining to Gong Chen.
But Gong Chen had also left.
She could only smile at the camera, maintaining her goddess image as she hurried after Gong Chen.
"Third Young Master, I…"
"I don't listen to time-wasting explanations, you should have known the consequences of designing a camellia-themed jewelry," said Gong Chen coldly.