C910 Can't Help You

"Looks like Siqian came prepared today. Alright, please come in and have a seat."

With that, he led him into the house.

When the two of them entered the house, a servant came to serve them tea.

Before he could sit down, he heard a beautiful voice, "Mr. Nan, is there a guest here?"

He saw Lin Yue'er wearing a dark red cheongsam as she walked down the stairs.

Her hair was still a little messy