The skirt that was about to be given up was inexplicably obtained just like that.
Jiang Tong blinked in confusion, "Boss, are you really selling it to me?"
She spoke, intending to confirm again and again.
Upon hearing her words, Yu Qiufeng smiled and then nodded, "I'm really selling it to you."
This skirt was created back then for Tang Liangqin.
Now that the beauty is gone, no matter how beautiful the skirt is, it holds no meaning anymore.
Coincidentally, Jiang Tong looks very much like her, and her temperament is almost identical to Tang Liangqin when she was young.
Especially her appearance in a red dress.
The same flamboyant and unrestrained manner makes it hard for anyone to look away…
Rather than holding onto a lifeless object oneself, it's better to sell it to someone fated.
This way, it could offer a bit of comfort to his heart.
"Then thank you, boss."
Though she didn't understand why this so-called boss appeared at this moment,
