Jiang Feng knew, this was the seller's routine.
Every sales assistant's mouth was trained to be sweeter than honey, complimenting customers at the first opportunity, all to make the customers feel happier and buy more clothes.
But the word "girlfriend" from this saleswoman's lips made him somewhat embarrassed indeed.
And Bai Zhiqing, who had already walked ahead, also heard the saleswoman's words, and instantly her fair cheeks flushed a shade of red.
But she pretended not to hear it, holding the qipao, she went to the fitting room.
Jiang Feng stood outside, chatting idly with the saleswoman, patiently waiting.
Suddenly, the fitting room door was opened a crack, and the blushing Bai Zhiqing popped her head out: "Xiao Feng, come over here!"
"Hmm?" Jiang Feng froze for a moment: "What's up?"
At this point, quite a few other customers around also noticed the situation here, all of them surprised.
A woman changing clothes, yet having a man come over?
