Being looked at with that kind of gaze wasn't a first for Shen Cheng, and she didn't care in the slightest.
Sun Yan walked over and called out to the Young Madam.
Shen Cheng gave an indifferent grunt, put her phone into her pants pocket, nimbly retracted her legs, and abruptly stood up.
Her movements were practiced and fluid.
Sun Yan asked, "Young Madam, did you take a liking to any of the clothes?"
Shen Cheng didn't speak but pointed directly with her bare hand towards the mannequin in the display window and coldly said, "Strip that set of clothes off."
"This..." Sun Yan was somewhat embarrassed; stripping off clothes, whether from a mannequin or a person, was a very deplorable action.
"Hmm?" Shen Cheng narrowed her eyes.
"Cough! Young Madam, this seems a bit inappropriate..."
"Hmm?" The tone was slightly more intense, carrying a threatening undertone.
"Fine! Strip!"
