Shu Yu had a mysterious look on her face, "Who said that I have to have clothes before I can start my business? Clothes are not the only things sold in this ready-to-made clothes shop."
"Then what else?"
"Me,"
As soon as Shu Yu finished speaking, Ding Yuehua and the servant girl took a step back, "You, you want to sell yourself?"
Shu Yu was speechless. No, she wasn't going to do that. There was no need to be afraid. That was not what she meant.
She coughed lightly, "I mean, my skills."
