Shen Xing was sold off by Jiang Cheng like a watery plum.
"Master Ma, I respect your rules, but I also have my own principles."
"You helped twice, I helped you with work. Looking at your expression... could it be that you think seven days is too short?"
Old Ma looked at Jiang Cheng in disbelief and said one word.
"Annoying."
Jiang Cheng immediately assured, "I promise, our Shen Xing doesn't talk much, just works! If he doesn't do something, both our Shen Xing and Shen Yue can't sleep at night."
Old Ma's murky eyes flashed with a "Forget it" expression.
He didn't believe it at all!
"That's settled then, see you tomorrow!"
Jiang Cheng left.
Old Ma's face wrinkled and a fleeting smile passed by.
He hunched over and leisurely returned to the small mud house.
On the other side, Jiang Cheng rode the wind back to the big courtyard, coincidentally running into Lin Jiaojiao and Yang Yuanming.
