In November, Binhai City truly gives one a sense of chill.
On the bustling streets, there are no longer any long, graceful legs or distinctly collar-boned, enticing white shoulders and backs in sight, which left Lin Jie, who was accompanying Lin Miao shopping, quite disappointed, and his enthusiasm for shopping dropped by fifty percent instantly.
He said dispiritedly, "Miaomiao, why don't you just buy clothes from your store? With your figure and looks, you can totally be an on-site model. Having you as a demonstration could probably boost sales quite a bit."
With her eyebrows curved in a smile, Lin Miao, linking arms with Lin Jie, said sensibly, "The autumn outfits in the store cost several thousand each, we should save where we can. My clothes don't need to be that good, as long as they're comfortable to wear."
"But the autumn outfit you're wearing right now is worth tens of thousands!"
