Big Boss Fu Was Reduced to a Deliveryman

Fu Sinian got out of the car and walked towards a narrow street.

Jiang Feng immediately parked the car and followed.

He was really curious what Young Master Fu was doing in such a place in the middle of the night.

Fu Sinian stopped at a small stall that made lemon chicken feet.

"Is this lemon chicken feet?"

The stall owner looked up curiously. Was there anyone in this day and age who hadn't eaten lemon chicken feet? He actually asked such a question.

She looked up and saw a man about 1.9 meters tall standing in front of her stall in a formal suit with a black shirt. He was also wearing a black mask, revealing only his deep eyes.

From her angle, she could see the shadows left by those thick eyelashes.

The stall owner's heart was struck by such beauty!