"Dad, which one do you think looks better on me?"
"I like both of these jackets. Should I just bring them both?"
"But we're only going for one night over the weekend. If I bring so many clothes, will Brother Song think this alpha is too fussy?"
In the walk-in closet, Mo Ning stood in cotton slippers and cartoon crocodile pajamas, holding two winter jackets in his hands.
One was a long black overcoat, and the other was a dark leather jacket with a fur collar.
The first secretary, who never frowned even while handling work, now had his brows tightly furrowed, as though he had encountered some great problem.
Before Mo Ning stood an upright virtual display.
On the other side of the screen, the omega in soft satin pajamas and a face mask turned his head, looking at the overcoat on the left and the leather jacket on the right.
Mo Ning's omega father, Zhou Yue, said, "The black overcoat is more mature, while the leather jacket makes you look younger and more handsome. Can't you really bring both?"
"Can I bring both? We're only staying one night and coming back the next day." Mo Ning hesitated. "Dad, help me pick one!"
"Take the fur-collared leather jacket." Zhou Yue lightly touched the mask on his face with his long, fair fingers. "You're still young. You should make the most of being young and handsome. As for maturity, you'll have plenty of chances to become mature later. But your youthful years won't come back."
"Okay, then the leather jacket. Thanks, Dad!"
The problem he had agonized over for so long was finally resolved. Mo Ning turned around, hung the overcoat back in the closet, and placed the leather jacket into his suitcase.
"Although Song Ren is an alpha like