Li Jingchen's eyes were distracted. "You don't understand..."

"is it you who don't understand?" Moxilin shook his head in disgust, "no wonder the old saying is that you are the only one who can see clearly."

Li Jingchen collected his mind and gave him a look. "How can I get so much nonsense? Go away after eating it."

"I can get out of here, but you have to get my poem out quickly. She can't suffer in it any more."

"isn't Jiang picking up one?"

"that kid is very capable, but how can he compare with you? Don't you want to make up for it in front of your wife?...