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"Wow, you're amazing! I don't know a thing about this stuff, but when I get rich, I'll definitely come to you for financial advice."
As the beautician looked at her with admiration, Lin Muxue felt a bit high and mighty, and casually said, "Sure, feel free to come to me. I'm a professional in this field."
After taking a few photos with Zhao Yaqian's LV bag, the two walked out of the beauty salon together and got into a taxi.
The glittering night scene outside the window caught Lin Muxue's gaze; she was drawn to the Dingshi Commercial Center's twinkling lights in the near distance, calling to mind a tall and stately figure, which left her looking somewhat distracted.
I have to say, his temperament is really something, especially when he's standing on stage, radiant and glowing like a star.
She lit up her phone, opened WeChat, and tapped on the chat box.
After hesitating for a while, she finally gave up.
