Ye Qiao stepped into the walk-in closet and her gaze swept over the clothes that still had their tags, only to shake her head with a sigh.
"If I had a man who doted on me like this, I'd be willing to have ten kids for him."
"Should I call my brother now?"
Ye Qiao turned with an eye roll that could kill.
"Then I'll immediately tell Mr. Mu that you have a little tyrant in your belly!"
Ning Xiaofei followed her in, took a skirt off the shelf, and held it up against her, "Speaking of which, when are you planning to confess to my brother?"
At the mention of this, Ye Qiao's face fell, "Do you think your brother might not like me?"
Leaning against the closet door, Ning Xiaofei said, "I think, he probably hasn't even considered it in that way."
"My ambition is so obvious, how could he possibly not notice?" Ye Qiao said hopelessly as she sat down on the shoe-changing stool, "I can't just directly ask him if he wants to be my boyfriend, can I?"
