"Very beautiful. This really suits you, miss. Your husband has such a good eye," the salesperson couldn't help but compliment.
Gu Mingyue's face turned a bit red.
It truly was very beautiful.
But Gu Minglu liked the phrase "your husband has such a good eye" more; husband.
"Looks great, now try on something else."
"This is enough. My room isn't big, it can't hold so many clothes," Gu Mingyue refused.
Gu Minglu turned to the salesperson, "Charge it to my card."
"Okay, sir, please come this way," the salesperson guided Gu Minglu to the counter.
Gu Mingyue changed out of the clothes. While Gu Minglu was paying, the salesperson packed the new clothes Gu Mingyue had tried on. When Gu Minglu returned from making the payment, he was carrying at least eight shopping bags.
"Does one piece of clothing need so many bags?" Gu Mingyue asked.
"Who knows, maybe the salesperson thought my eye was good and gave me a few extra boxes," Gu Minglu smiled charmingly.
