"Claire, do you really know those brands?" Kevin tilted his head and looked at Claire, puzzled. Leena wore all world-famous brands. Why did Claire keep nit-picking over everything related to Leena? Kevin was getting a headache because of Claire's biases against her.
"Of course I know them. Don't you trust me? Why? Do you know them well too?" Claire teased him. But in her mind, she forgave Kevin immediately when she took a glimpse at his clothes. She did not want to be entangled in this discussion. As a matter of fact, she did not know much about the brands. All she could recognize were probably the logos. For example, at this moment, she could not tell why Kevin's clothes looked so outstanding. All she knew was that he looked quite handsome and noble wearing his clothes.
At least I know better than you do." Kevin knocked on her head jokingly. Claire grabbed his arm so he was unable to take Leena's hand.
Hmm! I think you know better than me only when it comes to the military uniform." Claire did not believe that a man who worked for the army all the time was more knowledgeable than her when it came to fashion. She thought Kevin was just screwing around with her and did not take him seriously.
Leena was a few steps behind them. She walked by herself, gazing at the two of them as they chatted and joked around. She said nothing, not feeling jealous. A brother and sister's relationship reminded her of her own brother. She missed Duke very much. 'What is he doing right now?' Leena wondered.
"Leena, come on! Walk with us." Noticing that she was a few steps behind them, Kevin turned around to remind her. He made sure to call out to her. Even though he was dragged by Claire, he still paid close attention to Leena.
"Yes!" Leena answered in a low voice, assuring him that she was still following them. Her delicate face reflected her curiosity about this strange city. Everything was new to her. Her wide eyes gazed at the surroundings and the sightseeing venues. The city was home to an ancient civilization with a long history and splendid culture. Leena had grown up in a relatively modern city and seldom had the chance to visit a place like this. On top of that, she was a young girl who was curious about everything. Therefore, even though she missed Duke and felt a bit homesick, she soon recovered and began to enjoy being in the capital city.
"Don't worry about her, Kevin. She is a grown up! She's not a child anymore. She won't just get lost," shouted Claire. She turned around, casting a cold, sidelong glance at Leena. 'What a bumpkin she is! She has probably never seen such a huge and beautiful city before. She seems to be interested in everything,' Claire thought with disdain.
Yes! Don't worry about me. Please keep walking! I'll catch up with you." It was still early, only around 10 o'clock in the morning. There weren't many people on the streets. Leena would easily be able to spot those two. She was not concerned about getting lost.
Somehow, Leena's response sounded distant and apathetic. It was a normal reply, yet Kevin felt it to be too polite. He frowned, wondering why Leena was so indifferent. Weren't they a couple? She was not supposed to sound so dispassionate when she talked to him.
Claire proposed to go to LN Fashion first. So they went to the shop directly with different thoughts in their minds. Claire was obviously happy, Kevin was thinking about something, while Leena was feeling downcast in the heart.
LN Fashion was aimed to be a world-known brand so there were some unique ideas in the designs. Although there were obvious elements from the West, the style was not too dramatic, which made it more popular among the ordinary people. That was how Leena thought when she was working on it.
"Look at these, Kevin. I told you. The clothes are really good here," Claire said to him excitedly, lingering around the clothing shelves. She loved all of them. She thought she would look extremely charming should she wear them, just like those Greek Goddesses. Unfortunately for her, she could not take all of these dresses home. As she thought about that, she felt a bit frustrated. How she wished she could be rich enough to buy them all.
"Yes, they are good. Judging from the designs, the creator must be a bright young person, with a head full of dreams. Also, I assume from the choice of colors that the designer added her own emotions into the work, because all the clothes look uniform." Kevin glanced around the shop casually. Somehow, it felt familiar and intimate to him. He was surprised at the emotion. Usually, he was not a sentimental man. He was rarely touched by anything, let alone by some clothes. So why did he feel so much at home in this shop? Were these clothes trying to convey some subtle message to him?
"How do you know all that?" Leena asked him suddenly, elated by his comments. At that moment, she forgot to be distant with him. His words described her inner world to a tee.
"I sensed it intuitively! Why? Do you feel the same as me?" Kevin looked at her thoughtfully. Claire had let go of his arms a while ago. He finally had a chance to stand close to Leena.
"Oh, no. I thought you were familiar with the designer, judging from your tone," Leena replied coolly, her excitement dampening immediately. She glanced at him indifferently and walked toward the clothing racks. She had designed them and now she had the chance to pursue them closely. It felt so good to see her designs come to life, out of her designing drafts to become real masterpieces.
"What? Leena, are you jealous right now?" Kevin asked her jokingly, following her. He could feel the unhappiness in her words.
"Jealous? Why would I be jealous? It's none of my business whether or not you are familiar with the designer!" Leena turned around in an instant and gazed at him. She had a strange, contemptuous expression in her eyes, as if his words were ridiculous.