C53 Weird Simple Water-dance

"Lee Hao, are you alright?" Zhang Qing'er shook his hand worriedly.

"What can I do for you? I was happy, so I smiled." Lee Hao was elated.

"But spending so much money to buy an inkstone is not worth it, is it? Could it be that you really like writing with a brush? " Zhang Qing'er asked.

An inkstone worth 70 million yuan, he had never even heard of it before