392 Big Thigh

When Zhao Lifei and Yang Feng strolled to the entrance, there was already a carpet laid out for them, staff lining up on either side to formally greet them. They neatly bowed at their presence, earning the attention of the other socialites whose eyes widened. Many were confused by who was so important for carpets to be laid out. Five minutes ago, store clerks ushered the customers out of the store while many ran down to greet the VIP guests.

"Welcome, Sir, Madam." Their bow deepened when Zhao Lifei and Yang Feng walked past them. Zhao Lifei was courteous enough to smile and nod her head in acknowledgment whereas Yang Feng walked past them like they were air. Only when she nudged him a bit did he slowly nod his head before whisking her into a store.