Glancing at the pair of clothes spread on the well arranged sheet, Zhang Liling's nose crinked.
"Mr. Fang, do you really expect me to wear this?" She asked with furrowed brows as the corners of her lips tugged downwards.
Unhappiness was clear on her face while staring down at the pair of bogus joggers laid out in front of her.
How would she fit into them?
Without batting an eye, Fang Bingwen looked between her and the clothes he brought out for her and said, "I don't have anything in my closet for you to wear. Just manage it."
"How can I manage it?" Zhang Liling pointed at the clothes as she shifted her dissatisfied gaze to him.
"This is so embarrassing. How am I going to face your family members dressed in your clothes?"
She looked very annoyed at the thought of the meaningful glances that would be exchanged because of her. It was so embarrassing.
Mr. Fang did not think the way she did.
