Of course, Ji Xiangyi's tone had not been quite so cold for that last sentence.
Ji Xiangnian knew that his younger sister never spared his dignity when she spoke. He did not argue, merely casting a glance at his travel-worn sister, who had just returned from City A and still had to rush over to sabotage his love life. "You're back, Xiangyi," he said flatly.
Ji Xiangyi ignored Ji Xiangnian and walked straight over to Fang Ning, standing behind her to discuss dresses with her.
What could two girls do in a clothing store? Try on clothes, of course, and then shop, shop, shop.
And so Ji Xiangyi picked out gowns for Fang Ning, while Ji Xiangnian followed behind them as an unfeeling clothes-carrying tool.
Every so often, they also asked Ji Xiangnian to offer a suitable opinion. Partway through, Fang Ning took a liking to a white gown and tried it on. Ji Xiangyi thought it was better than the black gown she had just worn, and Fang Ning was quite satisfied too. But when they asked Ji Xiangnian...
He merely glanced at it, looking less than enthusiastic. "The previous one was better."
It really complemented your complexion.
That one suited Fang Ning's complexion better. Her skin was fair with a rosy glow, and against the black gown, it looked alluring and seductive.
Of course, Ji Xiangnian could never say any of that aloud.
What did he mean by "not bad"? What did he mean by "the previous one was better"? Listening to Ji Xiangnian made Ji Xiangyi furious. Did he even know how to compliment someone? Even that scumbag Zhao Cheng had been better with words than Ji Xiangnian back when she was dating him.
At that point, the sales assistant also stepped forward. As an excellent salesperson,