Chapter 75 is really the darling of God.

Robert Frost didn't reply to her, and suddenly there was a disturbance in his chest, and he was depressed inside. Yesterday, she was framed by her dog and was misunderstood and scolded by strangers. Robert Frost was chased to Long Beach in the middle of the night to splash paint. For a moment, it was hard for him not to believe that he owed this woman something in his previous life. Margaret Henson looked at the man's cold face and realized that she was not hallucinating. She also knew that she was in trouble and could only try to remedy it, saying, "Mr.". Frost, do you have any spare clothes? Change this one and I'll wash it for you. Robert Frost glanced at the paint tray she held in her hand and turned to take a few steps. Margaret Henson stood where she was, a little annoyed, feeling that she could meet him every time this happened. When Robert Frost saw that she hadn't kept up, he said in a d