So, within half an hour, a same-city errand service you deserve to have.
Jiang Beiyu's expression was indescribable, "Take a look outside at the young girls your age, which one of them doesn't even have a decent bottle of makeup remover like you?"
The bottle she was holding now had just been purchased by hiring a delivery guy for a few dozen yuan from a certain brick-and-mortar cosmetics store, makeup remover for 85 yuan, and the errand cost a few dozen as well.
She lived nothing like a qualified rich lady—except for the car at the door which had a bit of appeal.
Su Nanzhi paid no mind to Jiang Beiyu's sarcasm.
It was Jiang Beiyu, however, who knew how to spot the important things. His gaze locked onto the bag Su Nanzhi brought back, the logo on it a little familiar, resembling one of the few brands that Mrs. Jiang usually shopped from.
