Mature men mostly appreciate sensual women, those who are full of femininity and graceful intelligence.
Although Lin Yan didn't understand why Zhou Wenbin said this, she still opened her closet.
Zhou Wenbin looked at the clothes in Lin Yan's closet, clicking his tongue.
Most of Lin Yan's clothes were sporty and casual—sweatpants, hoodies, and baggy jackets—without a hint of femininity.
Thinking of Lu Chenyuan, always dressed in suits and leather shoes, Zhou Wenbin sighed; how could these two be matched for each other.
Frankly put, standing next to Lu Chenyuan, if you disregard her looks, with her current attire, Lin Yan wouldn't compare favorably even to his assistant.
The household's maids dressed more femininely than she did.
Zhou Wenbin asked, "Don't you have any dresses?"
Lin Yan rifled through her clothes, "I do, but I'm not used to wearing dresses. I just wear whatever is comfortable."
