C220 Gift

Jiang Yan Sheng pulled open the door. A simple and honest courier boy was standing outside with a thick suitcase in his hands. He was tied up tightly with all sorts of tape.

He was looking down at the names on the list and reading from them. "Miss Jiang Yanzhi, right?"

Jiang Yan Sheng was stunned. "Yes."

She hadn't bought anything in the past two days