A car was parked in front of the SU residence. The familiar logo and license plate made the doorman think that he was seeing things.
Young Marshal Qi's car?
The doorman practically ran in to report to master su and Madam su.
After the car stopped.
Qi Jin opened the door and got out of the car first. His shiny military boots stepped on the ground, and after waiting for a while, he realized that Fu Shang didn't get out of the car. He turned his head in confusion and stared at the woman in the car with his beautiful eyes.
"What's wrong?"
Then, he watched as Fu Shang reached out a fair and slender hand and turned on his little pretentious mode. I'm wearing high heels. I can't get out of the car steadily. I need help.
Qi Jin ,'...' Then why are you wearing high heels?"
"The high heels look good with a cheongsam," Fu Shang replied naturally.