Fu Lanshen, who was always as cold as an iceberg, actually had his impulsive moments, too.
Song Jiu's face was full of smiles.
Mu Qingli was only seventeen today, while Fu Lanshen was already twenty-eight!
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
A typical case of an older man doting on a younger girl.
Song Jiu's eyes lowered to the slender figure in traditional clothing on his phone screen, and the more he looked, the more he felt Mu Qingli and Fu Lanshen made a perfect match.
This was truly a case of a handsome man and a beautiful woman...
"Send me the address," the icy voice came through the screen once again.
"Okay, sending it right now," Song Jiu immediately edited and sent the address.
After sending the address, Fu Lanshen hung up on WeChat, but Song Jiu thoughtfully sent several high-definition videos as well.
Having done this, he contentedly went shopping with his little girlfriend.
Because it was Saturday, there was a large crowd in the plaza.