"Will I be clothing this exquisite man beside you?" he asked, inspecting the model in front of him.
"Yes!" Qian Meng agreed. "Daniel, meet Mo Qingchen."
Daniel froze for a second before resuming composure. "Qian Meng, you are buying clothes for your arch-nemesis? I have heard how you gritted your teeth about him and your jaws still hurt!" he teased.
"Shut up," Qian Meng hissed. "Get me to the changing and trial rooms and do the meeting with him there. He will bail if I am not beside him." She rolled her eyes.
Mo Qingchen glanced at her but didn't contradict it.
Qian Meng was trying on clothes and going through the fitting process while Daniel walked Mo Qingchen through material and styles.
"Why is there so much to go through? I thought you could only have so many things to wear," Mo Qingchen groaned.
