This shop had everything from formal wear to dresses and pajamas.
Qiao Weiyang took a set of clothes and dresses that could be worn on relatively serious occasions to try on.
Xiao Qing poked her face with her finger, thinking about something.
She moved her gaze and saw a set of very pretty nightwear on one of the shelves. The material was as thin as cicada wings, so she ran to the sales assistant and whispered something to her.
The sales assistant took a set of nightwear and put it in the bag.
Qiao Weiyang was done trying on the clothes and handed them over. "I want all of them."
"Okay, I'll get the bill for you."
Xiao Qing made small talk with Qiao Weiyang. When the sales assistant named the price, Qiao Weiyang did not mind the extra money.
After paying the bill, she walked out with the bag.
