After helping the young master put on his socks and leather shoes, Sheng Shi'an took off the suit jacket on the model and put it on him.
The young master said, "Alright, inform the driver to get ready to set off."
As Sheng Shi'an stared at the young master's empty collar, he said, "Perhaps you should wear a tie."
The young master pursed his lips in disdain. "No need."
"I understand." Sheng Shi'an snapped his fingers and said, "Perhaps a bow tie is more suitable." With that, Sheng Shi'an ignored the young master's disdainful gaze and stood up to walk into the cloakroom. The young master's ties were of a narrow design that matched his age.
Sheng Shi'an's gaze quickly swept across the ties before finally stopping on a champagne-gold lace bow tie.
That bow tie didn't suit the young master's aura.
