She had no idea that Gao Jun had already bought this wedding dress.
It wasn't long before Gao Jun walked up to her side.
Zhou Shumei turned her head to look at him, then patted her not-small chest and said, "Oh my, you scared me to death."
"Haha, I just wanted to get a closer look at you. Honestly, if you went out for a spin right now, everyone would think you're only in your 20s," Gao Jun praised her.
Zhou Shumei furrowed her brows in self-deprecation, "Don't flatter me. I know my own worth. I'm over 40, and even if I take good care of myself, I still look at least in my 30s. How could I possibly look 20 years younger?"
"It's true," Gao Jun said as he took Zhou Shumei's hand, "Why don't we go out for a walk and see how many people turn their heads? I guarantee a hundred percent turn-back rate."
Zhou Shumei shook her head repeatedly, "No, no, this is someone else's wedding dress. We can't leave the store with it."
"We can leave the store," Gao Jun replied calmly.
