Chapter 297: The Quintessential Dance

Fu Ting said to him with a serious expression," Actually, I can solve it myself."

There were many ways to prove the authenticity of an antique. Cen Juan did not need to go through so much trouble to invite Elder Zhang.

The man lowered his head.

Her thick eyelashes hung in her eye sockets, casting a shadow, making her facial features appear even more profound.

"Then what should we do?" The corners of his lips curled up, and his beautiful fox-like eyes curved into a sexy arc. His clear and lazy voice was slightly sloppy and seductive.

"I just want to treat you very, very well."​

Even though he knew that the little girl was very powerful, he still wanted to work hard to help her clear all obstacles so that she could relax a little and not have to worry about anything.

He wanted her to know that she had someone protecting her.

The softest part of Fu Ting's heart suddenly curled up and a fine warmth gushed out.