"Damn it, you're cheating!"
When Dylan saw the price she quoted, he knew that the snobbish saleswoman would definitely stand on her side, so he had no chance.
The little girl gave him a cold look, "I'm rich, so I am capricious. If you have money, you can challenge me."
Dylan was really angry.
If he just had two million dollars, he wouldn't taste it.
However, the little girl suddenly asked, "Can you cook?"
"Yes, I'm a good cook." Having taken care of Bertha in these years, Dylan had developed a good cooking skill, which was comparable to that of a hotel chef.
The little girl asked again, "Do you know how to do laundry and sanitation?"
Dylan's vigilance raised, "what do you want? Don't you want me to babysit you? "
"You can think like that." The little girl looked at him coldly.
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