'Next to Häagen-Dazs is a fashion boutique. It's not edible, so why the hell are you dragging me in here?' But Scarf was insistent, so Shen Yibin had no choice but to follow. Once inside the boutique, he caught his reflection in a full-length mirror and instantly understood. In the mirror, the newly-styled Shen Yibin looked bright and handsome, but his clothes clashed completely with his new vibe. Even he, a complete amateur when it came to fashion, could see it.
'Fine. Not only a new hairstyle, but now you want to buy me new clothes, too? Alright, I'll listen to you. Whatever you say goes.' Looking around, he saw that the price tags on the clothes were all four figures or more. In the past, Shen Yibin probably wouldn't have dared to step inside. But now, it didn't matter. His store's daily income was more than that.
