She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"I can help you."

Jin Ling spoke.

Her eyes were always fixed on Manshu, trying to find the flaws in the little girl.

Manshu was noncommittal: "How is Ms. Jin going to help me?"

"Both parties have formulated the rules in detail this time. In order to prevent cheating, we have set up several strict rules."

"So, can Ms. Kim really help me?"

It wasn't that Manshu doubted Jin Ling, but he wanted to know how capable this woman was.

"If you want my help, Miss Yan should show some sincerity."

Jin Ling's eyes flashed, thinking that Manshu had taken the bait.

Manshu seemed confused: "What sincerity? What does Ms. Jin want from me?"

"Your fiancé, do you really like him? He is several years older than you and is nominally your uncle."

"Don't you think your engagement is a freak?"

"Do you want to get rid of him?"

Jin Ling's words were full of bewitching meaning.

Manshu almost laughed.

Get rid of who?

Old Master Yan, or Yan Zhan?

"I haven't thought about this issue." I must be stupid to think about getting rid of my relatives.

"Then you can think about it now. There is no need to be bound by marriage at such a young age."

"I can help you." Jin Ling persuaded.

Manshu tried to suppress his laughter: "Why are you helping me? What does Ms. Jin want?"

Her direct question made Ms. Jin feel that Manshu was not a scheming person.

She can play with a little girl like this at will.

"It's true that I don't have no intention at all," Ms. Jin said frankly.

"Yan Zhan, you once offended me."

"You know, right?"

Manshu still looked confused: "I don't know, why would my third uncle offend you?"

When Jin Ling heard Manshu call "Yan Zhan" his third uncle, she felt even more relaxed, thinking that she had a great chance of winning.

Can I have romantic feelings for my fiancé if he calls him uncle?

Manshu: You just don’t understand romance!

"I used to like him very much, but he thought I was too old." Jin Ling said nonchalantly while fiddling with her nails.

Manshu nodded seriously: "But I think this is normal."

"Didn't you just say that he's a few years older than me, which isn't quite right?"

"You are older than my third uncle, so isn't it normal for him to look down on you?"

Manshu tried hard to hold back his laughter.

Jin Ling is really hypocritical.

Sure enough, when she looked up, she saw that Jin Ling's face had almost turned the color of liver.

People are unhappy.

"Oh, by the way, excuse me, how much older are you than my third uncle?"

"Are you twenty?"

Jin Ling's face was trembling and she was already getting angry.

"If she's 20 years older, then that's definitely not possible. She could be his mother."

"Ms. Jin Ling, how can you say that an old cow eats young grass so confidently?"

"You must be thicker-skinned than the average person, right?"

When Manshu finished speaking, the smile on his face seemed to Jinling to be a mockery.

She was fooled by this little girl!

If Jin Ling still doesn’t understand by now, she is a fool!

"Yan Manshu!" Jin Ling gritted her teeth and almost squeezed out the name.

Manshu doesn't care whether others are happy or not.

Yan Zhan came out, and she immediately waved to him: "Uncle San, Ms. Jin said she covets your body!"

Jin Ling?

She was confused by Manshu's series of outrageous actions.

This damn girl is like a psycho!

Others simply can't keep up with her thinking!