This girl was indeed good-looking. She had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and her skin was fair and beautiful. She looked like she was older than Nan Qiao. Her golden hair was hot and wavy, casually hanging behind her head. It was fixed with a hair clip. In this antique market filled with small vendors, she was simply too dazzling.
She was the one who had mocked Nan Qiao for going overboard.
Nan Qiao only wanted to say, "Are you alright?"
What was wrong with her? What did her talking to the boss have to do with this woman?
Nan Qiao rolled her eyes and was seen by the other party.
Luo Wanbai was 1.73 meters tall. At this moment, she stood in front of Nan Qiao and stared down.
"You look young, but you're quite vicious. How can you maliciously suppress others just because they urgently need money?"
