I Asked, What Did You Spit Out of Your Rotten Mouth Just Now?

Ten minutes later...

At a clothing shop in the marketplace that sold normal clothes at affordable prices, it was the shop that Chang-Yue chose herself.

“Brother, how does this dress look?” The sound of a cloth partition sliding open was followed by Chang-Yue's sweet voice, and her little figure stepped out to shoe Zheng-Fu the dress she wore.

“Great! It suits you very well, Little Angel. If you like it, take it. I'll buy all of them for you!” Zheng-Fu nodded and smiled happily at this little girl. Seeing her sweet smile made Zheng-Fu think whether if he and Fu-Er had a daughter, would she be as cute as Chang-Yue?

“All of them are beautiful, but I think three outfits would be enough. I don't want you to lose any more money for me. Besides, I…”