Li Yawei didn't offer much explanation as she took the box and, under the watchful eyes of everyone, handed it to Shen Yue, saying, "I don't know what kind of clothes you like, but I think this piece of clothing can meet most of your needs."
Shen Yue slowly accepted the box and sighed, "To tell you the truth, I've never worn such expensive clothes in my life. I'm afraid I won't be comfortable in them."
Indeed, he didn't fancy high-end garments much because, most of the time, people are just mannequins for high-end clothes, constantly considering the value of their attire. That doesn't make you the master of the clothes; it makes you a slave to them.
Li Yawei gazed at Shen Yue, "You don't need to adapt to it; it will adapt to you."
Shen Yue's face betrayed a hint of surprise, but seeing Li Yawei glance towards the fitting room, he ultimately didn't go against her wishes and entered the fitting room with the clothes.
