Su Wanyi thought to herself, "What am I even saying, this is so embarrassing."
Ye Chen was also at a loss for words, but thankfully he was in the fitting room; otherwise, it would be quite inappropriate outside.
"Honey, what do you think of this suit?" Ye Chen asked with a smile.
"It's nice, fits my aesthetic, and my husband looks handsome in anything," Su Wanyi said proudly.
In her eyes, Ye Chen was a perfect idol.
Then Su Wanyi continued, "Alright, I won't talk to you anymore, I have work to do."
The female store employees who heard Ye Chen's voice from the fitting room were even more mesmerized by him.
It's undeniable, Ye Chen's voice was deep and powerful, very pleasant to listen to.
Actually, with Ye Chen's voice, he could be a singer; his voice is not inferior to others, even better than them.
"The handsome guy's voice is so nice."
"It's even more deep and powerful than the idol I follow."
