"This outfit is really nice; I feel so pretty," Sun Yumeng said.
Looking at Sun Yumeng, the clothes completely matched her pure and clumsy-cute temperament. Su Weifeng nodded in agreement repeatedly.
Glancing at her reflection in the mirror, Sun Yumeng was quite satisfied too, especially when she saw the look of appreciation and contentment on Su Weifeng's face through the mirror; she was even happier.
Turning around, Sun Yumeng revealed a sweet smile and said, "Okay, then I'll buy this one."
"Mm, and there's also that other suit; I think it looks good too. Try that on as well."
Sun Yumeng agreed and went straight into the fitting room.
But she had barely entered when she ran back out.
Of course, when one person is in a fitting room, others cannot go in; after all, there are clothes that have been taken off, and if anything gets lost, the store cannot be held accountable.
Sun Yumeng's reaction puzzled Su Weifeng, who promptly walked over quickly and asked, "What's wrong?"
