Li Xingchen couldn't help but laugh when she thought of how Li Qingcang had called her and told her that he had a heart condition.
That was just too funny.
Her dumb younger brother had fallen in love, but he was unaware of it.
She would not remind him.
Li Qingcang brought Ye Tianxin into the salon. It was an exclusive salon, and the members were either very wealthy or famous.
Even though the capital was not very big, many rich and famous people lived there. The salon must be providing great services since they managed to stay open in the capital for so long.
"Welcome."
Li Qingcang led Ye Tianxin into the salon, and they were greeted by the customer relations manager. "Young Master Li, this way please," she said as she led the way.
Li Qingcang's expression was distant, and he emanated a cold aura that warned others against approaching him.