When Chen Ruolan heard this, her mouth raised a curve and her eyes were smiling.

This woman looks very good when she smiles, not inferior to Jiang Wan at all. She has a charming charm, which makes people feel unconsciously pounding in her heart.

"Let's go, come in with me." Chen Ruolan said lightly.

I really don’t know why Jiang Wan chose to marry such a coward.

Chen Ping looked at the several luxury cars parked in the yard and peacocks and tigers kept in the cage and said enviously: "Great Beauty Ruolan, I didn't expect you to have these animals, it's a big deal, and these cars should be valuable."

Jiang Wan turned her head and looked at Chen Ping strangely, and squeezed her eyebrows at him, but the latter seemed to have never seen it.

What's wrong with my husband? I'm talking a lot.

As a high-end styling studio, Chen Ruolan's annual income is not small.

Many of them are driven by big bosses from listed companies from other places. People who come here are either rich or noble, and naturally they are not short of money. So for Chen Ruolan, money is just a number, and it is a bit tacky to talk about money.

Chen Ruolan looked at Chen Ping in surprise, with a hint of disdain at the corner of her eyes, and curled her hair with her hands, saying, "It's not as powerful as you think. Although it's not as good as you rich young men, she can barely make a living."

Chen Ping was shocked and asked back: "The rich young master? Are you talking about me?"

interesting.
Chapter completed!