I've heard that this shirt is picky about its wearer, not the other way around.
Without the perfect body and temperament, you simply can't bring out the style of Dior Homme.
Si Ye's physique was good enough, and so was his temperament. He didn't need to pick his clothes; anything he wore looked great on him.
Maybe when he wore the enchanting Dior Homme shirt, it could even showcase his seductive side.
The more Chen Zhi thought about it, the more possible it seemed, so even though the price was frightening, she still bought it.
Happy to leave the mall, Chen Zhi looked up, just in time to see a black Lamborghini drive past her. She was very familiar with that car, having ridden in it countless times, and she didn't even have to look at the license plate to recognize whose car it was.
Besides, the window wasn't rolled up, and she also caught a glimpse of the man's handsome profile.
At the same time, she saw another woman in the car, all smiles and charm—Jiang Mengxue.