Chang Xiaoman Luo Ch

A young man sat in the car, lost in thought. His face, sharp as a knife, looked pale, but beneath it was a hint of ambition that shone through with extraordinary spirit.,At this moment, the old man excitedly opens an ancient box. He takes out a painting from inside and unfolds it, admiring it.,"What kind of eyes do you have Do you understand" Suddenly, a young girl beside the old man spoke up, questioning him. Because of her status, she had been spoiled since childhood and developed an arrogant personality. Seeing Lo Chen's disdainful gaze, she immediately became angry.。