"Pack up the old clothes for me. How much is this skirt?"
"Sir, it's 660 yuan."
Stepping out of the women's clothing store, looking at Ling Luoxi hopping around in her new clothes, Chu Nan couldn't shake off the feeling of sadness and unease in his heart.
Ling Luoxi ran back to Chu Nan, laughing, "Hey, big bad guy, why so glum? Don't tell me you're heartbroken over buying me a skirt."
Chu Nan looked at Ling Luoxi with a serious face and asked, "Little Lingling, tell me, what did you mean by what you said in the store just now?"
Ling Luoxi was puzzled, "What words?"
"You said you won't be by my side in the future, and you'll be wearing this skirt. Are you leaving..."
