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Ling Tianyu crushed out his cigarette butt and tossed it into the ashtray, trying on one piece of clothing after another. He bought quite a few items, including two mid-length black trench coats for himself.
"Try this one on," Duan Yanran urged Ling Tianyu as she watched him try on the clothes they had bought. She hadn't expected everything to fit so perfectly. She was incredibly impressed with her own eye for style—the pairings were perfect. She didn't know what outsiders would think, but to her, he looked fantastic.
"Let's go with this one. Hand me the clothes you wore today, and I'll wash them," said Duan Yanran as she picked out a trench coat and a pair of black jeans for Ling Tianyu, prompting him to hurry up.
Ling Tianyu didn't really want her to do the washing. If it were his sister-in-law, he wouldn't have said anything, but it seemed inappropriate for Yanran to do it.
