Zhang Xiaoman

"Ring ring ring..." The phone rang. Luo Chen took it out and glanced at the caller ID, his brows furrowed involuntarily. Looking at that person, the aloofness he had cultivated vanished, replaced by a spark of hatred.,And Luochin also realized that from their attire, this old and young pair were likely of extremely distinguished status, either rich or noble.,“Don't spout nonsense if you don't understand. Besides, someone like you, a bumpkin from the sticks, probably hasn't even seen a real antique worth millions in your entire life.” The girl spoke with her chin held high, her face full of disdain. She was from a noble family and usually mingled with elites, so she naturally looked down upon ordinary people like Luo Chen.。