Chapter 168: Why isn't this his daughter?

However, William Huo did not feel monotonous.
Because he saw a purple vase on the desk not far away, and in the vase was the flower of this winter, a bunch of yellow chrysanthemums in full bloom.
This chrysanthemum is like a ray of sunshine in this cold winter, making the whole bedroom warm.
This woman has some taste.
William Huo took off his coat.
He originally wanted to spend the night casually in the chair in front of the broken desk. He was used to a life of luxury, so how...