Enna Clark's fingertips trembled slightly, and her clear, black-and-white eyes suddenly looked at the man beside her. She wanted to ask, but was afraid that the outcome wouldn't be what she hoped for, leading to disappointment.
While she was hesitating, she was already dragged into the third store on the street.
The shops on this pedestrian street sell clothes worn by students from the nearby University. The prices are cheap, and the styles, well, they're those unbranded ones you can't really name.
However, with the advancement of the Internet, the styles in the store were still quite varied, with many imitating branded designs.
Although the tailoring and fabric couldn't compare with big brands, they still looked trendy and nice.
The boss lady was still the same boss lady. Seeing customers enter, she immediately approached with a smile, "Are you two buying clothes? Is it for the handsome guy or the beautiful woman?"
