"Rong Qingqing, if you can't talk, just sit quietly." Shen Jue chuckled, "Do I usually not look good in what I wear?"
Rong Qingqing touched her nose, just about to sit down next to Rong Kuo, when Shen Jue reached out and pulled her over, then pulled out a chair for her, "Sit here."
Rong Qingqing glanced at Shen Jue, gave an "oh," and after sitting down, explained, "In the past, you always wore suits when going out. It's not about being good or bad, just no freshness, but you do look particularly handsome in suits, giving off a really steady vibe."
Flattery never wears out.
Rong Qingqing's compliments grew increasingly sincere, "It's just that what you're wearing today is so different, the style of your handsomeness has changed."
Rong Ning sat quietly next to Rong Kuo, just sitting and listening quietly.
If she hadn't seen and heard it herself, Rong Ning wouldn't have believed that someone would dare to speak like this in front of Shen Jue.
