"Alright, you're not allowed to do this in the future." Jiang Shouheng looked at Jiang Lai and sighed. "Come here. I'll carry you. Don't trouble Brother Yun."
"No!" Jiang Lai hugged Chen Yun with her small hands. "I want this handsome brother to carry me."
Jiang Shouheng was speechless. Could it be that he was an ugly brother?
"Alright, I'll carry you." Chen Yun tapped the little girl's nose with the tip of his finger. Then, he laughed and walked in.
At this moment, there were already many people inside. It was like a garden party. Chen Yun and the others were mixed in and were really not very conspicuous.
After watching for a while, Chen Yun really could not appreciate it. Although these things were old, their quality was not good and they were severely damaged.
Compared to his porcelain vases at home, the difference was huge.