Zhang Xiaoman

But this life was different, he was reborn again, back on Earth.,"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.,Moreover, at first glance, Luo Chen knew that the painting before him was a fake. This old man was actually being extremely careful and cherishing it as if he had obtained an authentic masterpiece.。