Although he was wearing a shirt and a suit, it made people feel a bit strange, especially the white gold chain, which was as thick as a pinkie, at the collar of the shirt. It was simply the standard configuration of the local tycoons.
Since ancient times, Yun Muxi had always believed that clothes make the man, and gold make the man.
However, Xiaoxiao felt that even if the statue in front of her had a layer of gold, it could only look more like a rich person.
Sitting opposite to Xiaoxiao, Chen Hu looked at her with interest, because she had seen him for a long time. Not only did he look at her, but he also giggled.
"Xiaoxiao?"
Hearing Shen Zhongting calling him by his side, he smiled and suddenly retracted his thoughts. He realized that he had lost his composure just now and really wan
