Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

there's still a long way to go.

"You don't know the whole picture, don't judge lightly." Shen Chun said.

"Yes," Ancia replied, "My lord."

"Abai, what did you call me?" Shen Chun asked with a smile.

"... Kleist." Ancia met his smiling eyes, and suddenly thought of the scene in her dream.

"Good boy." Shen Chun reached out and patted his head.

The eyes of the archangel sitting there trembled, and his face was so red that he couldn't look at it.

The car drove into the small town, and there were more people on the side of the road. The same carriage drove past and stopped at the door of a bakery.

The door of the carriage opened, and the handsome young butler came down from above, and stretched out his hand obediently.

A gloved hand was put on it, the skirt fell down, and a gorgeously dressed girl with a silk flower on her head appeared. She seemed not used to coming out, not only covering her face with a folding fan, but also gently leaning towards the butler side.

The housekeeper gently protected her, and said considerately: "Miss, please don't be afraid."

"Does the housekeeper like that lady?" Ancia said.

"I found out very quickly this time." Shen Chun watched the scene of entering the bakery and said, "I can't ask for it."

"What should I do if I can't ask for it?" Ancia didn't realize her urgency when she asked.

"First of all, first make sure that you really can't get what you want." Shen Chun said, "Secondly, it's up to you to choose whether to leave or chase, just one thing, no one is worth your contempt and hurt yourself."

Ancia met his eyes, and at that moment felt that he had discovered his mind.