Looking at the splendor of the entire room, Lin Zifeng couldn't help but gape.
You have to admit, the foundation of the Beiming Family is indeed astonishingly profound.
This was Lin Zifeng's first time entering Beiming Lan's home.
He originally thought her house, like the buildings outside, would have a retro flavor, and would definitely have a few rosewood chairs in the living room, a rosewood table, and maybe even some ancient chamber pots posing as antiques to show off.
However, the scene before him greatly exceeded Lin Zifeng's expectations.
The entire room was exuding a strong modern vibe, with the decor as grand as Nangong Bing's villa.
Beiming Lan tossed him in the living room and then scurried off somewhere by herself.
Holding a bank card worth nearly over nine million yuan, one has to admit—it's quite heavy.
"Tsk tsk, a Family is a Family after all, even the spittoon is different."
