Every clothes rack has a certain number of clothes, orderly arranged, color-coordinated, a delight to the customer's eyes. All of this requires careful thought.
At this moment, Su Xiaowan was also holding a blouse, comparing it in front of a mirror. As she turned her head, she locked eyes with Shen Jiadan, who was out shopping.
The second Shen Jiadan saw Su Xiaowan, she cheered and ran over, grabbing her arm and saying, "Eh, Xiao Wan, I didn't expect to see you here!"
Su Xiaowan laughed and replied, "Indeed, I was free today and decided to take a stroll. Let me introduce you, this is my older cousin, Song Yongyu."
"Cousin, this is my roommate, Shen Jiadan, the one I previously mentioned to you."
The moment Song Yongyu heard the name, she immediately understood Su Xiaowan's implication. She had heard about Shen Jiadan.
She couldn't help but scrutinize Shen Jiadan. She was eager to see what the woman who could mesmerize her younger brother looked like.
