The miniskirt is so beautiful, yet Shen Chi, that man with no appreciation for beauty, actually insisted on her wearing long pants—she couldn't help but sigh deeply three times.
After trying on the clothes, Xu Chaomu even tied a butterfly knot in her hair.
At first glance, youthful and pretty.
"Miss Xu, good morning."
When she came downstairs, everyone looked at her with strange eyes. This was the second time the servants had seen Xu Chaomu wearing a miniskirt, and she was dressed so beautifully.
"Morning!"
Xu Chaomu was especially happy. She was only eighteen years old this year, right at the age when she loved to look beautiful. She decided that from now on, she would not go shopping for clothes with Shen Chi anymore.
Shen Chi had particularly bad taste, which was evident from the fact that he liked women with big chests. This man was so vulgar!
"Miss Xu, what would you like to eat?" Butler Ling came over.