However, this question, Ji Chicheng still didn't answer him.
But his slightly upturned upper lip seemed to be answering Charles, saying, "If I say it's not a good match, then it's not, no reason."
Several consecutive questions were ignored by him, and old Mr. Charles's self-esteem began to cry out restlessly.
He turned around, directly facing Ji Chicheng, looking at his indifferent face, and pretended to be serious: "Do you know, even your mother wasn't this rude to me back in the day."
He was the first, and also the only person in the world, who dared to ignore Yue Sen Charles's words, and with such arrogance.
"It's not that I dare not." Ji Chicheng glanced at Charles with a hint of ridicule and disdain in his eyes.
The implication was that if she were really rude to you, what could you do?
You'd still be as meek as now.
Charles felt a ton of weight strike his heart.
He simply dropped this topic, looked at Ji Chicheng and said: "Let's try on the suit again today."
