There was someone in the fitting room, and a hand reached out from inside. The wrist was slim and white, clearly that of a woman.
"Has Xie Shang got himself a girlfriend?"
After blurtting it out, Tan Wanwan immediately looked at Fang Jiyin's face for her reaction.
As expected, the comment displeased her.
She stared at the fitting room, her pupils seemingly fixed in place: "Just fooling around."
Tan Wanwan shut her mouth and said no more.
Everyone in their circle knew that Xie Shang didn't play with emotions.
To ensure quality service for one-on-one appointments, some stores limit the number of customers, so there were not many patrons present.
Wen Changling grabbed at the air a couple of times.
"Hand it to me". She thought it was a store clerk outside.
However, the considerate store clerk had asked Xie Shang to come over.
Xie Shang moved a bit closer: "What do you need scissors for?"
"To cut my hair, it's caught in the zipper."
