"Hello, feel free to browse. You can try on anything you like!"
Seeing someone enter, the middle-aged woman put down her work, stepped down from the workbench, and walked to Tian Xin's side.
She didn't rush to introduce things to Tian Xin but sized her up first. In just a few seconds, Tian Xin felt as if she had been seen through by this woman, as if her height, weight, and measurements, even her bra size, were all known by her!
Pointing casually to a qipao beside her, she awkwardly asked the shop owner, "How much is this one..."
"You can't wear this one," the shop owner interrupted her.
Tian Xin was extremely embarrassed, "Oh, I can't wear it!" She put down the dress and picked up another one, "How about this one then..."
"You can't wear this one either!"
???
"How about this one then?"
"Can't wear it either!"
Nani??? What's going on?
She simply pointed to a row of qipaos on the rack in front of her and asked, "Then how about these?"
