Wang Jiayi felt a burst of joy in her heart, pouted, and nodded her head, hurrying to pick out clothes.
Yang Chen casually looked around, while Chen Tian was busy choosing clothes.
He had specifically sent a WeChat message to Ran Xiaojing to ask about Lin Yiren's clothing size, and then he searched for clothes he thought would suit Lin Yiren in that size.
"Have you made your choice?" Yang Chen asked.
Chen Tian: "Of course, I've already picked several sets. How about you? Haven't you picked even one? Their clothes look pretty nice, don't you think they're too expensive and can't afford them?"
Yang Chen: "Are you kidding? If I can win over such a beauty of that caliber, spending a bit of money is nothing. I've already asked the manager to help me choose, and it should be ready in a bit."
Not long after, Wang Jiayi came over with an armful of clothes.
Yang Chen didn't doubt Wang Jiayi's taste; what she selected was definitely the best.
