After going home and having a good sleep, I woke up the next day, Zhao Shanhe purchased some daily necessities. After thinking about it carefully, there was nothing missing, so he called the Ace Customized Clothing Store.

"Customer Complaint Center, what can I do to help you?"

"I am Eggsey Anwin, Oxford shoes, not carved."

This joint code feels as casual as the Chinese king of the Great Tiger, making people too lazy to complain.

"Your complaint has been accepted, and I hope you will become our loyal customer in the future."

The phone was hung up, but Zhao Shanhe knew that Harry Hart would be able to find him soon.

According to the plot progress, Lancelot should be dead. Now the Ace Academy is recruiting a new class of students and then cultivating the next Lancelot.

This time cannot be missed.

It was almost noon, Zhao Shanhe was sitting on a row of chairs in the middle of the street park and basking in the sun. A taxi was parked on the side of the road not far from him.

The car door opened and the handsome Harry Hart got out of the car. He held an umbrella in his hand. When he saw him, he could understand what gentlemanly demeanor was.

However, what Zhao Shanhe saw was the non-existent cuckold...
Chapter completed!