That's Master Li Wu, and they certainly can't afford to offend him.
At that moment, the door of the try-on room opened, and Li Mochan walked out first, his ink-dark eyes bright, his expression indifferent.
Hearing the movement, the gaze of four clerks converged in that direction.
Under the bright lights, a long gown of light purple made the woman's skin appear as white as jade, her delicate face was peerless, and at that moment, her bright eyes were fixed on the man speaking to her with a fierce glare.
Ye Jiuliang ignored Li Mochan's attempt to please her and huffed, "Get lost, and do it quick."
Shameless, it was just unbelievable.
She had thought about giving him a piece of her mind, but never expected him to be so despicable.
If it hadn't been for the fact that they were in public, she would have already started throwing punches.
"How about we go to the racecourse after the vacation?" Li Mochan continued to coax her.
Ye Jiuliang snorted lightly.