She had mastered the art of paying lip service through years of practice.
Ai Li snorted lightly, seemingly satisfied with the explanation, and lifted her chin haughtily. "With a figure as good as mine, I really wonder if the manager is blind to say our bodies are similar?"
Then she condescendingly said, "Forget it, just pick one of these clothes for yourself, stop dawdling, or the manager will scold us again!"
After that, she continued to apply her eyebrow pencil.
Ling Chuxia glanced at the clothes Ai Li had laid out, her delicate eyebrows fiercely furrowed. All of her clothes were of the same type, completely unsuitable for her, but it was too late to go out and buy anything now. She sulkily pursed her lips, ultimately choosing a piece that had slightly more fabric and was a bit less form-fitting.
She had just changed into the skirt when the manager started urging them again. She hadn't even had time to stuff her own clothes back into her bag before Ai Li dragged her out again.
