She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"This is……"

Just as Mr. Zhu was about to introduce Manshu's identity, he was interrupted by Yan Zhan.

"This is my fiancée."

Yan Zhan's voice was neither loud nor soft, but just loud enough for Ms. Jin to hear clearly.

Mr. Zhu was a little surprised. He originally wanted to keep a low profile, but the fact that Manshu was Mr. Zhu's apprentice had already been exposed in the country.

Anyone here can find it if they are interested.

After all, Mr. Zhu is quite famous in Myanmar, and there are countless eyes staring at him.

Instead of letting people investigate, it is better to put it out in the open so that people will not dare to bully Manshu.

Otherwise, even a woman like Jin Ling could attack Manshu.

He thought Yan Zhan thought so too, but unexpectedly, Yan Zhan directly introduced Mansu as his fiancée.

Doesn’t this put Manshu in the spotlight?

You know, there are many women here who are staring at Yan Zhan.

Just Jin Ling is enough to annoy people.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Yan San, who is not interested in women, already has a fiancée."

Jin Ling was indeed a little surprised.

She had thought that there were few women who would be pleasing to a man like Yan Zhan.

As a result, this time she made a big splash and got engaged.

"I just don't know what the girl's identity is?" Jin Ling was a little curious, but also a little unwilling.

She didn't get to sleep with Yan Zhan, and she was still thinking about him.

If she can make the general her slave, why can't she accept Yan Zhan as her slave?

Unfortunately, Yan Zhan is a stubborn person.

He was very tough when he first showed his prowess in Myanmar, and now he has become a well-known figure.

Jin Ling knew that she had no way to deal with Yan Zhan, so she could only start with Manshu.

"Didn't you hear clearly just now, Ms. Jin? I am Ah Zhan's fiancée."

Manshu blinked and stopped calling him "Uncle San" to avoid any misunderstanding.

When Yan Zhan heard her call him "Ah Zhan", his expression softened unconsciously.

The little girl usually doesn't say that, today it's really thanks to Jin Ling.

"I thought that being able to be Mr. Yan San's fiancée meant that she was at least from a good family. Did I misunderstand?"

"After all, Third Master Yan didn't even fancy the daughter of the gambling stone king."

Jin Ling looked at the little girl and pretended to apologize: "I'm really sorry, I hope my words didn't hurt you."

Manshu is funny, is that it?

"Maybe he likes me?"

“It’s wonderful to like this kind of thing.”

"I heard that not only did he not like the daughter of the gambling king, but there was also a very rich old woman who coveted his body, but he did not agree."

Manshu originally didn't want to make a personal attack, but the one who provokes first is the cheap one!

As expected, she saw Jin Ling's expression change.

It seemed that she herself knew that the old woman was talking about her.

"Actually, it's okay for a rich woman to like a handsome boy, but I'm afraid she doesn't know herself."

After Manshu finished speaking, he looked at Jin Ling's expression and said with a smile: "Ms. Jin, do you think I'm right?"

Mr. Zhu watched with great interest.

The little girl is quite good at talking, and she seems to be trying to offend people to death.

Jin Ling is a very petty woman, and who knows how she will bear grudges and seek revenge.

Fortunately, in Myanmar, he and Yan Zhan were able to barely protect the people.

Unless Jin Ling doesn't want to live anymore.

"You're right, but sometimes, if you like something, you have to get it. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of your life in this world?"

"Master Yan, do you think what I said is right?"

After Jin Ling's face turned blue and purple, she smiled again.

There was a hint of determination in the look he gave Yan Zhan.