" That's right. Miss Ji is a famous cellist. She's good at both inside and outside. Men still like women with substance. " Someone flattered.
"Who among us here is more fortunate than Sister Lan? By the way, Sister Lan receives a bouquet of flowers every day. Young Master Li arranged for someone in the country to send them. This kind of gesture is very enviable."
Ji Lan smiled. " It's nothing. I'm not used to it. "
Qiao Mu looked at Ji Lan as if she was looking at a joke. Ji Lan's shamelessness had truly broadened her horizons.
She could talk about something that did not exist as if it was real.
Ji Lan arrogantly retracted his gaze and walked to a seat at the side to sit down. This feeling of being protected and being high and mighty was really satisfying!
