Heat, amazement, jealousy, daze...
Feeling the gazes from around her, Lin Muxue's mood instantly soared.
A little intoxicated, her lips curled upwards.
These past few days, driving her Porsche 911, she often experiences this feeling.
Immediately, her gaze turned to Tang Song standing calmly there, a hint of confusion flashing across her face.
Hair not carefully managed, appearing a bit messy due to its length.
An outfit so ordinary it seemed almost low, making her somewhat unable to bear looking directly.
Of course, even so, still very handsome!
At least in Xue's heart, Tang Song is undoubtedly top-level good-looking!
After all, he arranged a job for her with a yearly salary of a million, and even gave her a two million yuan Porsche.
Calling him daddy wouldn't be too much.
Noticing the girl beside him, Lin Muxue's eyes slightly lifted, a faint fighting spirit emitting from her pupils.
Her sharp gaze scanned up and down.
COACH single shoulder box bag, 1500 yuan.
