Xia Bo was very confident. Thanks to the socialite teacher who taught guzheng class, Xia Bo often wore elegant qipaos of colorful colors to teach, which also improved her student's aesthetic.
Color matching was a field of knowledge.
Xia Bohe recalled the color of her teacher's cheongsam and chose a staid sapphire blue tie with a Swallowtail for Luo tianlin, along with Navy agate cufflinks, and the most standard black suit and shirt.
She even chose the shirt with double collars according to her own aesthetic taste, showing off her elite aura.
"Brother Zhai, look, is this okay?" Xia Bo picked up the clothes rack and brought the jewelry tray over.
Luo tianlin's Black eyes moved away from her red lips in a second. He looked at the documents on the desk, trying to hide the surging emotions in his eyes.
"Yes, I am. Leave it there."
Xia Bo Li blinked.
Lying paper.
It was a waste of feelings. He didn't even open his eyes to look.
