"Miss, what type of clothes do you like?" the shop assistant asked politely.
This shop assistant was very shrewd. She saw Mother Lu and didn't feel the slightest bit of heartache when she spent money. She must be from a wealthy family.
She needed to suck up to her.
Therefore, her attitude towards Qin Sheng was very good.
"I'm just looking around."
"Okay."
Qin Sheng walked in the shop, her cold gaze sweeping over the clothes one by one.
She had never been picky about clothes.
To Qin Sheng, clothes were enough as long as they could be worn.
Of course, she didn't like those pink and tender princess dresses.
She walked to the front of a knee-length dress, and suddenly, she stopped in her tracks.
She looked at the dress.
Qin Sheng frowned.
