Li Jiachen finally picked a one-length neck-off-shoulder suspender chiffon skirt. The light blue striped elements are full of fresh flavor, revealing the charming clavicle curve. Above the clavicle is the slender white neck, and the kiss marks are spread on the snow-white neck, which looks like a delicate flower blooming, and the red is particularly dazzling. The lower body is paired with a pair of white wide-leg pants, which overflows a free and easy temperament, which is quite stylish.

Li Jiacen carefully looked at the graceful figure in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, and then left the room.

She walked to the restaurant with a thrill and sat down, "My mother, father, Mao Ning."

Li Zhengguo was busy giving Cen Fengling sandwiches, so he waved casually, "No gift."

Cen Fengling just picked up the cup and wanted to drink milk. When she heard Li Jiacen's voice, she looked over. Then the cup in her hand shook, and milk splashed out of the cup. "You...you..." Cen Fengling spitted two words and stopped abruptly. Her surprised expression suddenly stopped, and then asked casually: "The kiss mark neck styles in the fashion industry are popular recently? Why did you do it? It's so realistic?"

Li Jiacen stretched his neck and fully demonstrated the phased victory he had achieved in pursuit of Zhao Youtian in front of the old couple, "What's realistic! This is true!"

Cen Fengling nodded, as if accepting Li Jiacen's statement, "So you gave up that handsome doctor? That's right, you can't hang yourself on a tree. Mom respects your decision. Take the young man to meet you some other day." Cen Fengling thought that Li Jiacen had turned to the light and found a new love. After all, that doctor seemed to be difficult to catch up. She didn't want her daughter to keep doing useless work.

Li Jiacen picked up a piece of toast and put it down again, and spoke very hard: "This is Dr. Zhao's masterpiece! Didn't I post to my friends the day before yesterday to tell you that he has officially become my boyfriend?"

Li Zhengguo finally prepared the sandwich and handed it to Cen Fengling with a gentle face, then turned to Li Jiacen and said lightly: "Your mother and I think it must be your mistake."

Li Jiacen rolled her eyes in despair. Did she force her to find her biological parents early in the morning?

"There are stone hammers now, you should believe it, right?" Li Jiacen poked the position of the kiss mark on his neck again.

"Daughter, we can't do anything illegal. If you give Dr. Shuai some medicine and take the initiative to surrender, I will visit the prison." Cen Fengling said in a loving tone.

Li Jiacen bit the toast angrily, chewed it in a few seconds, and swallowed it, "Old Li, keep in mind your wife, don't let her watch any ethical dramas anymore, and any other programs like moral edges are all fake and scripted. Your wife is too poisoned."

Cen Fengling: "If you envy me, just say it."

Li Jiachen was puzzled, "What do I envy you?"

Cen Fengling: "No one is with you to watch Korean dramas."

Li Jiachen took the toast and stood up, "You can enjoy breakfast slowly, and I will leave first."

She couldn't digest it when she watched them sing and reconcile.

However, the blow suffered by the old couple did not defeat Li Jiacen's determination to show off.

She still entered the company in a swagger.

"Miss Li, your lipstick hits your neck." As soon as you entered the company, Zuoan kindly reminded her.

Li Jiacen rolled his eyes, then squeezed out a charming smile that was worthy of life. He took advantage of his position to touch the tender and tender face of Zuoan, then sighed and sighed: "What a beautiful young man, but unfortunately he has a bad look."
Chapter completed!