Xu Lin's gaze faltered. No matter how indifferent and powerful Mu Liang seemed, she was still the Fourth Young Master of the Liu family. Xu Lin had not anticipated that he would be so lacking in gentlemanly decorum. Gu Xiaowu laughed so hard outside that she almost sprayed her drink.
He thought, ah, the Fourth Young Master's poison tongue is about to take the field again.
So sentimental, you lovestruck fool.
"Because of work, I dressed more plainly, but whatever style you like, I can pull it off," Xu Lin said confidently.
Mu Liang asked, "How tall are you?"
Xu Lin paused for a moment, not understanding why he would ask, "Five feet seven."
Mu Liang asked, "What's your bust size?"
Xu Lin, "…36C."
Mu Liang asked, "What's your waist size?"
Xu Lin replied, "Twenty-four inches."
