C213 Masquerade

"This gift of yours suits you quite well. Not bad at all!" Zhao Dongcheng looked at Lan Shiling with admiration. He was sincerely sighing, because this evening gown seemed to have been custom-made for Lan Shiling.

Lan Shiling smiled shyly and said, "Can I take your words to be 'Old Wang selling melon'?"

Zhao Dongcheng was stunned. What did that mean? But this dress wasn't for her