Song Muyu looked down at her clothes.
These clothes were designed by Qiao Rui, and it could be said, eighty percent of the clothes she wore were designed and made by Qiao Rui.
"Mom, you have a good eye," Song Muyu said. "You can even recognize their studio's clothes."
"They're quite popular recently," Mrs. Song said. "The other day, I attended a banquet with a few ladies from prestigious families, and they introduced me to it."
"Uh-huh." Song Muyu brought up Qiao Rui's design with pride. "The clothes I'm wearing are from their studio."
Mrs. Song was taken aback again. Such hard-to-buy clothes, not available to ordinary people.
Because they were very niche designs, almost all of them were released in limited editions.
Shen Shuyi also exclaimed, "Mr. Jiang, can I come to you for clothes shopping in the future?"
"Of course," Jiang Jinfeng nodded.
"Then let's exchange contact information?" Shen Shuyi boldly took out her phone, ready to add him.