C454 As an Artiste's Assistant

With the air of waking up, she reluctantly got out of bed, tidied up briefly, and followed her mother to the supermarket.

"Knock knock knock knock. . . " A knock on the door interrupted Jing Yan's train of thought. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and did not even turn his head as he coldly replied, "Come in!"

"Boss, this is the information you wanted