Chapter 252 Thoughts

Hearing this, Charlee Ford couldn't help joking with him. She joked, "What? You, young master, have begun to sympathize with these people?" "What is there to sympathize with?" Chang Sheng hung down his eyes and fiddled with the herbs in his hand. "He died, I died, and we were half a catty." When he finished speaking, there was a silence in the kitchen, and Charlee Ford was speechless for a while. After a long time, Chang Sheng shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "He has at least a mother who loves him. If you look at my Charlie again, it would be good for me to meet him several times all the year round. Besides, every time I see him, I am either scolding me or trying to control me." The lights in the kitchen are dim, and it seems that the face of life is often lonely. Charlee Ford didn't know how to comfort him for a moment. She thought about it, racked her brains, and said, "You can be satisfied. Your father is so rich, and what he gives you is the best. I have no fat