"Really?" Shen Jianian found the young girl amusing and couldn't help but reply.
The young shop owner asked her to straighten her arm to measure its length, and while recording the measurements, she whispered, "I'm not lying. Back when I was in my third year of high school, I saw this gentleman was so close with his wife. I was so envious that I even wished I could meet a handsome guy like that, and then my dad hit me on the head with a ruler."
Actually, her dad just tapped her on the head with a ruler, which isn't really hitting her, she exaggerated a bit.
Shen Jianian was amused.
"How do you know that girl was his wife?"
"Uh, I guessed." The young shop owner continued measuring her waist, silently marveling at how slim it was, just like that sister's. She suspected this gentleman was a waist admirer, "Even if they weren't married, they were a couple. They were so lovey-dovey at the time. To split up so suddenly means the gentleman isn't reli..."
