Chanel's brand occupied more than a third of all the clothes in her wardrobe.
But when Song Tian Mo was about to take them from her, she suddenly noticed the size tag on the clothes.
It was the smallest size available.
Ling Fei instantly understood that the clothes weren't intended for her. Not to flatter herself, but her body shape was truly voluptuous, there was no way she could fit in a size small.
There was no way Song Tian Mo, who was used to buying clothes for her, could make such a blatant mistake.
She gave Song Tian Mo a teasing sidelong glance, bypassed Secretary Fang, who was standing between them, and headed straight for the elevator.
The elevator had just arrived. Ling Fei got in first, with Song Tian Mo casually following after her.
Ling Fei's gaze once again landed on his hand involuntarily, before quickly shifting away.