C97 The Sapphire Ring

The next day.

Su Qingchu was putting on makeup in her room. Her skin and foundation were already very good, so there was naturally no need for too many modifications.

Gu Hanting sat on the sofa in the living room and raised his head when he heard the commotion upstairs.

Su Qingchu was dressed in a long dress with a pearl white fishtail. Her skin was as white as jade