"You can try it on, and if it doesn't fit, just give it back to me. I'll have Song Fengzhi go to the store with you to exchange it for a more suitable size. Or you can go and try it on with me. After all, the clothes are quite expensive, eight thousand a set."
With a "snap," Xia Siyu hung up the phone.
If it weren't for Bo Yan's exceptionally calm and steady pace of speaking, and if it weren't for the fact that they found each other repulsive during the filming and even while spending time together lately, Xia Siyu, with her sluggish brain, would have started to suspect that Bo Yan might have some different feelings for her.
"So, this dress..." Wei Jingjing held the dress with a troubled face.
"It's yours!" Xia Siyu answered irritably, "You can't waste eight thousand a set."
"I can't wear it either..." Wei Jingjing's build was M size, but with a B cup, she was decisively eliminated.
"Then use it as a cleaning rag."