C330 But I Want to Give You a Home
When Shi Qing caught up, she saw Lu Sinian leaning against the car by the roadside. The streetlamp cast a warm, yellow glow around him. His black wool coat fluttered in the cold wind, and his usually neat hair was slightly tousled.
Even from a passerby’s perspective, Lu Sinian's looks were strikingly handsome. Shi Qing was sure that if he weren't the CEO of the Lu family
