“Miss Grilais, what are you looking at?”
Seth in the front sensed her sight and looked up at the oil painting on the wall.
Quinn turned his head to look at him, and asked quietly, “Mr. Fred, do you say that is an angel?”
Seth shook his head, “Oh, no, angel wings are sacred and will not be mutilated.”
After hearing this, Ji Qingyan raised his eyebrows, and after thanking him, he stepped forward.
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