"That's where you need to do it yourself, you can't cook, but you can't get food." Li Wenlong looked at Meimei with a bad smile, and he firmly believed that this girl would never cook.

"Hum, what's great about this?" Meimei disagreed. She threw the key to Li Wenlong and looked at Lin Xuemei. Li Wenlong had no choice but to go to Marathati, which was not recognized by ordinary people, and jumped in her heart. It was not a joke. If she really scratched carelessly, she would not say that the cost of repairing the car was beyond ordinary people's ability to bear. The key is, my reputation is...