Zhou Xinyao looped her arm through Shao Meiru's as they passed by the boutique.
"Mrs. Shao, Miss Zhou, please come in."
The champagne was served quickly; for VIP customers who spend millions in the store each year, service is always thorough and considerate.
"These are all new styles for the season."
Shao Meiru's gaze swept over the clothes with a scrutinizing look, then she shook her head, "No, these are all too formal. What do you think?" She turned to look at Zhou Xinyao.
Zhou Xinyao thought for a moment. The delicate cocktail dresses before her were completely out of her depth. Her usual style tended toward casual, and aside from formal occasions, she rarely wore dresses—let alone cocktail dresses. However, if Li Zhao liked women with a strong feminine allure, she couldn't just sit back and do nothing.
"I'll try on those two first," she said, without outright dismissing them, standing up and casually pointing to two with acceptable colors.
