With that, she quietly helped the man button up his open shirt, covering up his distinctively muscular outline.
Huo Sichen brushed her hand aside, smoothly taking off his white shirt and tossing it over to her.
She wasn't sure if he did it on purpose, but the shirt ended up covering her head. As Li Susu pulled it off, she said guiltily, "I'll buy you a new one!"
"Alright."
Relieved, she heard him say: "An Italian high-end brand of tailor-made shirt, six figures to start. Quite generous of Mrs. Huo, to say she'll just replace it."
Li Susu bent down in haste, bowing her head to pick up the button.
A six-figure shirt, what a rip-off!
She was flabbergasted at Huo Sichen's extravagance now! Back in the day, he didn't care much about what he wore, only that it was comfortable, not about the price!
This wasn't a good thing at all!
She crouched on the floor, counting the buttons in her hand, before looking at the man's shirt again. It seemed one button was missing?
