At Huichen.
"Boss." Qiu Yi called from outside the door and respectfully bowed.
Meng Xing, who was changing behind the folding screen, inwardly sighed as he wore his outer garment. These fcking troublesome clothes of the ancient era! He thought as his face darkened while he wore the waistband next. He would rather transmigrate as a poor boy than a young master of a wealthy family. If he was a poor boy, his clothes would be simpler! Fortunately, Meng Ruyan rarely goes out so no one would look at his clothes and compare with him. However, Meng Ruyan's clothes are all still elegant even if he is not favored by his family.
Then there are the Huichen members who always give him clothes as gifts, instead of the other way around, since they wanted to look at him always.
