C67 Loss of Face
"Alright, stand up and take a few steps."
The attendant's words broke Han Yi'er's train of thoughts as she stiffly stood up and walked to the front of the mirror. A pair of silver high heels shone brightly.
"Are you satisfied with the appearance of these shoes?"
Haha, he had never seen such beautiful shoes before, how could he not be satisfied? Furthermore, it was not bought for himself
