"Don't worry, brother-in-law, I'll be a very good girl." Lin Shir nodded like a little chick pecking at rice.
Wang Dadong nodded. Anyway, since Lin Shir has bathed in the Spiritual Spring, she can handle a bunch of ordinary thugs on her own. As long as she doesn't provoke those perverts, there shouldn't be any problem.
"Where are we going?"
"First, shopping, then dinner." Lin Shir quickly started the car.
Wang Dadong pursed his lips. Women are just about these things — shopping or eating. Can't they come up with something more creative?
Lin Shir didn't care about creativity. Having parked the car, she dragged Wang Dadong into the mall.
Next came the dull shopping time, where Wang Dadong followed Lin Shir like a lifeless zombie, while Lin Shir was like a happy little bird, trying on all sorts of pretty clothes.
Wang Dadong was sitting on the rest chair of the Chanel counter in a daze when Lin Shir, having changed into a new outfit, approached.
