"You ask too many questions." Chunyu Chen said coldly.
"Young Master, I don't know. How do I know his height, weight, and skin condition? Buying clothes is not like buying other things. It needs to be suitable. "Besides, I have to deliver it to someone when I buy it back. Could it be that Young Master wants to deliver it personally? "Isn't it giving the other party too much face?" Hee Wenbo was not afraid of death as he continued to nag.
Although he was a bit long-winded, he was telling the truth.
"Tong Wenya!" Chunyu Chen unwillingly spat out this name.
Did he hear it wrong? Weren't they at odds? Hee Wenbo was not around for breakfast. He did not know that the young master had publicly admitted that he was in Tong Wenya's room at night. His current memory was still of how Chunyu Chen tortured Tong Wenya.