Zeng Xiaoqian was stunned. Looking back, the man in the suit was looking at himself coldly. This was his voice. Zeng Xiaoqian stopped and looked down at the slippery floor. He also looked at his dirty slippers. He was embarrassed to go in. After all, it was Qiu's home.

Looked at the foot of the suit man again. He was wearing a pair of shiny black shoes, which had no overshoes at all.

He held back his anger and figured out who called his shoes dirty. He looked around for shoe covers. After searching for them for half a day, he found that the new ones had run out, leaving...