If you don’t steam buns and try to make a sigh of relief, you have already had a quarrel for the jiang tribe. Why do you still need someone else’s invitation letter?

Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen said lightly at this time: "Who told you that you are qualified to allocate those invitations? Without my permission, all your invitations will be invalidated.

Today you either share the invitation letter to my family.

Or, just wait for the invitation to be invalidated.”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they laughed into a ball.

"Xiao Chen, aren't you sick? Now, you're still saying these irrelevant words. Can you give yourself some face? After all, you are the God of War in the past, making yourself look like a rogue clown."

Jiang Wanying laughed and scolded: "You still want an invitation letter? If you want it, you can divorce your wife immediately and let Jiang Meng marry Uncle Tianshui."

Xiao Chen glanced at Jiang Wanying coldly.

Jiang Wanying was so scared that she immediately closed her mouth.

Xiao Chen's eyes were so terrible that he seemed to be able to kill people. Just one glance made people furrow all over.
Chapter completed!