"Yang Jian, do you think I look better in this outfit or this one?"
Back at home.
Jiang Yan couldn't wait to open her wardrobe and take out the clothes she had bought and treasured for a long time, trying them on one by one. She was like a fashion showgirl, constantly changing outfits.
Every time she changed, she would run to the fourth floor to show Yang Jian.
The fourth floor was the swimming pool and gym.
At this moment, Yang Jian was half-submerged in the swimming pool. His skin was pale and cold, lacking color, and there was no expression on his face, numb and slightly stiff.
Jiang Yan appeared in a short skirt, revealing her long, white legs, which would attract any gaze on the street, but Yang Jian only glanced briefly without paying much attention.
"Can you be a little quieter?"
"Then I'll wear them all and show you later." Jiang Yan giggled, not upset by Yang Jian's indifferent attitude.
After Jiang Yan turned and left.
