He Liting adjusted her hairstyle, picked up her umbrella, and set off for work.
Where she lived now was only 1.5 kilometers from the Cloud Stream Building, a quick ride by bus.
On rainy days, there was no need to rush embarrassingly against time; she could be quite composed.
After being purified by the thunderstorm, the entire community radiated with vibrant life.
Walking along the damp stone path toward the exit, she had just approached the gate when she spotted an alluring and sexy figure.
Perfect curves at the waist and hips, high heels on her feet, and walking with a sashaying motion that was very enchanting yet carried a touch of elegance.
It was Lin Muxue.
He Liting's gaze fell on the patterned umbrella she held aloft.
A premium wooden handle and a luxurious canopy printed with dark patterns and logos.
LV?
Then, her eyes landed on the shoulder bag she carried, with the silver Chanel logo sparkling brightly.
