Xian Zihao casually glanced at the big woolen coat that Jiang Ruolan had previously picked up. When he saw the price was only 700 yuan, the corner of his mouth slightly tilted upwards, and he put it down with a sigh.
Not long after, Jiang Ruolan walked out of the fitting room and looked at herself in the mirror. She turned around and asked Xian Zihao, "Do I look good?"
Xian Zihao glanced at her. He didn't answer her question but said to the staff next to her, "Are there any other colors?"
"There aren't many colors for this coat, only black, white, and orange."
"Orange."
"Alright, I will find it immediately. Miss, please come with me to the fitting room."
"Ah? I want this black woolen coat. "
Before Jiang Ruolan could finish her sentence, Xian Zihao lightly said, "There's no need to try. You can wrap the coat she's wearing too."
