C117 Meeting Hua Ziyan

Although Luo Shaan's heart wasn't bleeding, eighty thousand wasn't a small amount. Although it was nothing to him, it had to be in the past. If Luo Shaan heard that someone had eaten eighty thousand for a meal, he would never believe it.

The most expensive thing in the middle of the week was the bottle of red wine that Luo Shaan drank the most happily. Luo Shaan did not know the Italian wine