He was like a glowing object in the crowd, immediately catching the eye, and you could tell from his leather jacket that his family was well-off.
Upon closer inspection, the craftsmanship and material of the young man's leather jacket were even better than the ones she had hanging up here.
"Hey, miss, what are you looking at?" Jiang Changhai noticed the sales clerk staring unblinkingly at Yu Cheng and waved his hand in front of her eyes.
The sales clerk snapped out of it and asked softly, a bit embarrassed, "Oh, Comrade Jiang, is he your relative?"
In rural areas, boys around the age of sixteen or seventeen could already be in relationships.
Jiang Changhai saw right through her little crush and said with a smile, "Yes, a child from my relative's family, only twelve years old but looking good, right?"
"Ah, only twelve years old?" The sales clerk's face lost its flush of red the moment she heard Jiang Changhai's words.
To be so tall and yet only twelve years old.
