Little Lu took another look at Zhan Se in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, and then turned around with a big smile on his face.
"I'm sorry, Miss Gan. I'll be right there."
This Miss Gan had a bit of a haughty attitude, rolling her eyes and letting out a disdainful 'tsk,' "Hurry up, will you!"
"Of course!" Little Lu answered with a smile, then lowered his head to ask Zhan Se, "Is there anything you're not satisfied with?"
Zhan Se was a person who was satisfied with just about anything; how could she have any complaints? She shook her head, and as she was about to stand up, she heard Miss Gan, who was clad in high heels, muttering softly, "Tsk, tsk, tsk! Is Sansi really going downhill now? They let any unreliable woman shop here. My goodness, how strange!"
Looking in the mirror, Zhan Se furrowed her brows. Suddenly, with a curve of her lips, she turned around.
"Miss, please wait a moment."
