When the shop assistant walked away, Baili Xia glared at Mu Xiaojiu with a head full of black lines: "Do you never buy clothes for yourself?"
Mu Xiaojiu replied blandly: "No need to buy. Someone will come to the Sihai Residence to measure the size, and they will make it and deliver it."
Baili Xia understood in her heart, realizing that indeed, a wealthy life is different.
But actually, she doesn't yearn for the life of the rich at all.
Like Uncle, who has never bought clothes himself, he definitely doesn't understand the joys of shopping.
Wouldn't that life be a bit too bland and tasteless?
She smiled and said, "You should live a bit more like normal people."
Mu Xiaojiu felt a tightness in his heart, living a normal life…
It seems that all these years, only when he's together with this girl does he live somewhat like a normal person.
Usually, he really doesn't have time to experience these things.
It should be said, there's simply no chance to experience them…
