The dress that Nan Qiao was wearing was the one that she had bought for 150,000 yuan that day. It was unique.
She was carrying a petal-shaped bag and looked lively and young. She appeared bright and noble, but it didn't diminish her intelligence and playfulness.
Murong Chen, who came down from upstairs, was wearing a shirt made of green and black patterns and a black suit.
He did not appear as dull as he usually was at work. Instead, he had a different style.
The green dress that Nan Qiao was wearing today matched his style.
Seeing the clothes that Murong Chen was wearing, Nan Qiao immediately raised her little face and took the initiative to lean against Murong Chen.
"Brother, are we wearing sibling outfits today?"
Murong Chen smiled and asked in a low and clear voice, "Then, does our little princess like it?"
