"Mr. Zhou, do you know what kind of clothes people in their fifties like?"
Luo Xudong was taken aback by Beisitian's question, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
"My mother asked me to buy some ready-made spring clothes, and I don't know what to buy, so I had to ask Mr. Zhou." Beisitian said.
Upon hearing this, Luo Xudong's expression softened, "Miss Bei is truly filial."
The price of ready-made clothes is relatively higher, but there are more styles and materials.
Although it was obvious that it was Beisitian's idea, the fact that the family was willing to buy them showed that they didn't lack money.
Thinking of this, Luo Xudong felt slightly at ease. Compared to a few months ago, the family's situation must have improved a lot, and without a doubt, this was due to Beisitian.
"I happen to be free, so I can accompany you for a walk." Luo Xudong said with a smile.
