Zhao Xiaoxiang dragged Zhao Cheng out shopping.
Zhao Cheng had no interest in shopping, but he had no choice but to go.
"This outfit's not bad. It has a bit of that refined-scoundrel vibe."
"Mm, this one works too. It's kind of absurd, but it has a West Coast feel."
"Oh, this set is good. Maximum youthful energy!"
"Zhao Cheng, I'm not trying to criticize you, but your fashion sense is ridiculous. Your wardrobe is actually full of identical clothes. What, are you acting in an anime?!"
Zhao Xiaoxiang complained. By then, Zhao Cheng had already changed into a new outfit, while his old clothes were dangling from his hand.
Zhao Xiaoxiang was the one who paid.
There had been no reason for Zhao Xiaoxiang to pay, but she said that she had worked as a tutor for over a month during summer vacation and made a tidy sum. This was called sharing the joy of her harvest.
"Has it occurred to you that maybe I buy lots of identical clothes so that even if I go a few days without doing laundry, no one can tell?"
Zhao Cheng retorted.
This time, however, Zhao Xiaoxiang did not immediately argue with Zhao Cheng. Instead, she narrowed her eyes, as if trying to make out something in the distance.
"Wait, I think I saw someone I know."
Zhao Xiaoxiang said seriously.
"President, long time no see. I never thought I'd run into you here."
Zhao Xiaoxiang looked delighted.
"Indeed!"
Li Qingmeng nodded. She had not expected such a coincidence either.
Meanwhile, Yan Sisi was sizing up Zhao Cheng and Zhao Xiaoxiang, trying to guess their relationship.
If they were a couple, they did not seem like it. These days, what boy went shopping with a girl and bought clothes all