C88 A Person Who Thinks He Is Clever

In a dark room, Xing Xie looked at the beautiful young lady sitting in front of him. Wearing silk pajamas, they walked around him one by one before slowly walking back.

However, the disgust in Xing Xie's eyes was the kind of gaze anyone could see clearly. It was just that he was the one with money, so he could be so critical of others