"The outfit you're wearing today..." Tan Rou chose her words carefully, "is quite shiny."
Zhuang Liu's expression was as grim as a sky covered by dark clouds, and he said, "Tan Rou, I didn't pick this outfit, my taste isn't that bad."
Tan Rou asked subconsciously, "Was it Xiao Mo who picked it out for you? Oh, it must have been him, his taste has always been poor."
Xiao Mo, truly at a loss for words, had not actually chosen Zhuang Liu's outfit that day, but it had been selected by his girlfriend, so how could he admit that his girlfriend's taste was poor?
"Yes, my taste is terrible, I couldn't pick out a proper outfit for the head of the Zhuang family." Xiao Mo said, "Tonight when I get back, I'll look at fashion magazines and strive to match the most suitable outfit for the head of the family."
Zhuang Liu didn't want to continue this topic, and he asked, "What about Mr. Lin? Hasn't he arrived yet?"
