Chen Han never expected that the woman fated to be with Little Uncle would be this Ms. Liao, who, after recovering from burns, is undoubtedly a true beauty.
At this moment, she was scolding the man, who had scratches on his body and appeared rather disheveled, clearly having triggered a Minor Punishment, Major Warning.
Watching a beautiful woman scold a scumbag, quite a few tourists gathered around, all capturing the scene on their phones.
"Little Uncle, your love luck isn't bad!" Chen Han teased with a smile.
Chen Lin looked at the other end of the red string appearing on Ms. Liao's wrist, completely bewildered: "Xiaohan, stop joking with me, I'm much older than her."
"Little Uncle, this is just your insecurity!" Chen Han chuckled and continued teasing, "There's really no need for that, after all, our Chen Family isn't lacking now, and you're the Work Hall Master of Chen's Workshop, plus you're someone cultivating now."
