"I want to banter with you to relieve my boredom. At worst, I'll have Charlie River bring you back."
George Stanford listened to this sentence and wondered why it didn't make him happy?
Sophie Sullivan waved her hand, "Go on, I won't see you off."
"You heartless little Fiona, can't you at least see me off!" George Stanford couldn't hold back and glared at her with a sour face.
Sophie Sullivan squinted her eyes and smiled lightly, "Then I'll have Gaby see you off."
Gaby?
That tiger?
George Stanford quickly slipped away, clasping his hands, "Young Master Shannon, the mountains remain unchanged and the rivers flow long, we'll meet again if fate allows!"
After dropping these words, he ran off like a flash.
"Old Mr. Standford, look at you go!" Sophie Sullivan laughed until she trembled with joy. When George Stanford's shadow completely disappeared from her line of sight, she suddenly fell silent again.
