"Mr. Mu, today is a real trouble for you." Jiang Xiaoyu waved goodbye to him before he got off the bus.

"Ha-ha, that's what I should say. See you tomorrow." The tone of Muqing River is always so mild and warm.

It was not until Lamborghini drove away that Jiang Xiaoyu stood there and looked at the skin care suit in her hand, then turned around and walked slowly to Xu's house.

I was thinking that I couldn't take people's things for nothing, but if I buy things, Muqinghe is the child of a wealthy family, and I don't think much of what she can afford. The only return can...