Yang Run Tai knew the little girl's habits. "Just take us straight there."
This time it was Yang Run Tai directly introducing Jiang Feifei.
Actually, there were already quite a lot of paintings in Feifei's space, and of course some of them were much better than these pieces in Yang Run Tai's collection.
But the richness of his collection was something Jiang Feifei couldn't compare with.
"Feifei, just pick out anything you like."
Yang Run Tai wanted to see whether she could pick out the best few pieces.
By the time they finished it was already past eleven, and all the good pieces in here had been picked out by Jiang Feifei.
Yang Run Tai was excited inside. This was exactly how it should be.
"Feifei, you really made me see you in a new light."
Jiang Feifei's heart gave a jolt. Damn, she'd forgotten he was a black sesame rice ball.
"Really? I just think these are pretty good. Master Shang taught me about this stuff."
