Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

Old Master Ye moved his gaze away from the mirror and said unhappily, "I'm not asking if it fits. I'm asking you if I look amiable? Will young people like me? Isn't this color too serious?"

The old butler looked at his powerful aura and then at his white hair and serious face. He thought about the questions and was a little at a loss for an answer. He whispered tentatively, "If you think the color is too serious, why don't you change it to red? Red is a celebratory color."

"It's not the new year!" Old Master Ye looked at the mirror again. "Forget it. I don't think I'll ask you about aesthetic standards anymore." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

The butler:"..."

He couldn't stand watching him gesture in front of the mirror for the entire morning. He reminded him softly, "Old Master Ye, do you want to ask Young Master? Young Master should know what color Miss Qiao likes."

Old Master Ye's eyes lit up. He looked at him in praise and then looked at the living room.

It was obvious that he had dressed up seriously today. His hair was combed smooth and coiled at the back

was quite serious, which greatly reduced his

"Chen Chen."

family. At a

have heard their conversation, he sized him up before saying,

Old Master Ye:"??"

"What's cute?"

Qichen moved his gaze away and placed his phone on his knees. He leaned back and showed his sweater with a picture of a cat on it. A cat brooch was also on

Ye's

wore them rigidly. Why did he have to get the auntie who took care of him to find him clothes with

little child nestled on the sofa

on a

react, he heard