With a light laugh, nodding: "It's should be like that. If you ever need anything, feel free to come to me, better than mixing with those whose origins are unknown!"
"Ha!"
Tang Xintian rolled her eyes with a cold scoff, muttering through clenched teeth: "And then I'll be massaging your legs and back, right? You think you're something? You're not any better!"
That's how it feels when you're close.
Tang Xintian's emotional control is excellent; she just doesn't want to control it in front of Han Lie anymore.
In other words… being teased is actually a good thing.
Arriving at the innermost VVIP room, several rows of clothing racks were pulled apart, filled with various ready-to-wear garments.
The appearance of the out-of-season new products was far sloppier than Han Lie anticipated.
These clothes were not meticulously displayed on proportional mannequins but rather crammed on long horizontal rods, the kind that could be pushed around carelessly.
