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Chen Chen's long legs crossed and he followed. Wanderingly, he asked, "So what kind do you like?" Chen Jia's gaze lingered on him for a few seconds and said bluntly, "I like the ones with vision!" He pursued: "What is visionary?" She grinned: "The ones who like me!" Chen Chen smiled sadly and lightly, and asked as he walked away: "All comers? Do you want them all or do you want to throw the embroidered ball, or do you want the highest bidder to win?" Chen Jia was so angry that she yelled: "I like pigs...