Chapter 282: Dirty Things Deserve to Be Thrown Away

Xiong Lin's body tensed, her eyes shifting evasively.

Indeed, this was Wen Wanzhi's dress, Xiang Yiran really had a nose like a dog, even such a slight trace had been detected by her.

Wen Wanzhi also started to sweat in the shadows; just as she was about to step out, Xiong Lin spoke up calmly.

"It's the scent of the mannequin disinfectant, if you don't like it, we can change it to another one."

She was sure Xiang Yiran was just looking for trouble, so she replied coldly with a random lie.

Xiang Yiran really wanted to put on this stunningly gorgeous gown as soon as possible, snorted, and entered the dressing room.

Wen Wanzhi stepped out softly, and Xiong Lin gave her an incredulous look, crossing her arms and leaning aside, entering spectator mode.

From inside the dressing room, Xiang Yiran's voice came out, "Come here and help me."

Wen Wanzhi approached the curtains and reached in to tie the laces.