C89 Entrustment

I smiled wryly in my heart. This rich person was indeed different. Wherever he went, he would match everything with his clothes. Everywhere we go, it's all those clothes, turning them over and over.

After walking through a long corridor, Aunt Lan and I reached the second floor. On the second floor, beside a teahouse, a beauty dressed in white was sitting there, gracefully playing a zither