Chapter 061 Elder Cheney Doesn't Like Women
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When Tomer got off the carriage, he noticed that there were guests at the Cheney Residence.
A deep blue BMW was parked outside.
Under the sunlight, the car radiated a dazzling shine and an air of nobility.
The house staff were standing, awaiting the young master.
It wasn't until he got inside the house that Tomer realized the guest was none other than Miss Lana Fern.
Lana Fern was dressed in a bold red shirt, her smile both generous and gentle.
On seeing Chale Cheney enter, she approached him and lifted him up: "My my, it's been a while, Chale. Do you remember Aunt Lana?"
"Aunt Lana," Chale Cheney uttered.
"Such a smart boy, let Aunt Lana see, you've grown taller and more handsome."
"Can you put me down?" Chale Cheney blinked.
"Oh," Lana Fern thought the little tyke didn't like being held, so she put him down.
Chale Cheney wrinkled his nose, he didn't like the smell of Lana Fern's perfume. It smelled unpleasant.