"Mr. Qin... good morning!"
The female attendant greeted Qin Fang with a smile as soon as she saw him, although her gaze constantly drifted over his well-built body, a perfect representation of Strength, quite eye-catching indeed.
"Hmm, good morning!"
Qin Fang didn't want to give her the cold shoulder, so he responded softly with a small grunt of acknowledgment.
He had noticed the bags in the attendant's hand, all from well-known clothing brands. It seemed that her absence before was due to her going out to buy clothes for that woman.
"You've come back just in time. I'll leave her with you, and however much these things cost, charge it to me..."
In truth, when the attendant returned, that woman understood the situation upon seeing those bags. She felt somewhat embarrassed to speak to Qin Fang about it, but Qin Fang simply went to the balcony to practice his martial arts, acting as if he hadn't seen anything...
