Moontrace did not even look up this time.
The three of them headed out and took a taxi to the MixC. Pengcheng's largest shopping center was packed on weekends, with young men and women carrying shopping bags everywhere. The moment Chen Siyao stepped inside, she switched into navigation mode, dragging Chen Hao straight to the menswear section.
Like a mouse that had found its way into a bin of rice, her eyes shone almost alarmingly. She picked up one piece of clothing after another and held them against Chen Hao. "This one looks great on you, bro! So does this one! This one looks even better!"
Yang Wanqing nodded vigorously beside her. "Yes, yes, yes, they all look great! You have to try this light blue one. It'll bring out your complexion!"
They shoved Chen Hao into a fitting room, making him change into one outfit after another. A dark blue shirt, a light gray polo, a black casual suit—everything looked as if it had been tailored for him.
When he stepped out, several female customers browsing nearby stared, dumbstruck. One nearly dropped the hanger in her hand.
Leaning against the wall beside the fitting room, Chen Siyao whispered to Yang Wanqing, "My brother looks good in anything. With that face and that build, he's practically a walking clothes model."
Yang Wanqing nodded furiously. "He looks way better than those male models. Look at that woman over there. She can't take her eyes off him."
Chen Hao emerged from the fitting room in a light blue shirt, its sleeves rolled to his elbows to reveal his firm forearms. He glanced at the mirror, then at the two girls with their shining eyes. "Are we done?"
"No!" Chen Siyao shook her head. "Try this one too. And this one. And this