Perhaps in her view, deliberately changing one's style for the sake of love is not necessarily a bad thing.
Her gaze occasionally swept over Ye Yuhe's blissfully ecstatic face, a fleeting, almost imperceptible emotion flashing in her eyes.
Ye Yuhe kept all the items she had just selected without hesitation.
She excitedly took a pen and wrote her address on the order, not forgetting to remind the staff:
"Please be careful with the packaging, these are all my treasures."
After finishing writing, she threw down her pen, clapped her hands, and sat back down in her seat.
Time passed slowly, and Ye Yuhe grew impatient. She frowned and muttered to herself:
"What's going on? Why haven't the men's clothing arrived yet?"
As she spoke, she leaned closer to Chu Wuyang, tugged at his sleeve, and whispered:
"Yangyang, I want to see Jingmin's suit on display as soon as possible."
Because of the fact that their area has a large number of female customers, it has always been female models showcasing the products on stage.
Upon hearing this, Chu Wuyang raised her head, scanned her surroundings, and then waved to the manager not far away.
Upon seeing this, the manager immediately jogged over, bowed slightly, and respectfully asked:
"Miss Chu, what can I do for you?"
Chu Wuyang said softly:
"Let's start with the menswear show."
The manager nodded quickly:
"Okay, Miss Chu, I'll make the arrangements right away."
Not long after, the male models filed out.
Walking at the front was indeed the tall, Asian-looking male model that Ye Yuhe had specifically requested.
He was wearing a navy blue suit, the tailoring of which perfectly showcased his tall and upright figure.
Behind him were several other well-built male models.
Among them were Black models with an incredible proportion, whose muscle lines were sculpted perfectly under the lights.
There were also white models with faces as sculpted as ancient Greek sculptures, their deep eyes seemingly hiding endless mystery.
However, among this group, the Asian male model in the navy blue suit stood out the most.
Ye Yuhe's eyes lit up immediately. She excitedly patted Chu Wuyang's arm and whispered:
"Yangyang, you have such good taste!"
"Jingmin is truly blessed,"
"Hmph, let him be smug for now. He'll have his turn to go crazy later, hahaha!"
Chu Wuyang looked at the male model, but her eyes were somewhat dazed.
The male model had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long, strong legs; he did indeed resemble Jing Min somewhat.
Her gaze slowly shifted to the male model's face, who was now gradually approaching their private room.
When their eyes met, the male model grinned, revealing a bright smile, a smile tinged with ingratiation and flattery.
It's clearly a professional habit developed over a long period of time in such settings.
Chu Wuyang's expression changed slightly, and a hint of disgust flashed between his brows.
Looking at the person in front of her, she unconsciously compared him to Jing Min in her mind.
She thought that Jing Min would never have such an expression or smile on his face; he always maintained that refined and reserved demeanor.
Looking at it now, this male model's physique is about 70-80% like Jing Min's, but his face and temperament are not even a fraction as good as his.
Ye Yuhe, standing to the side, didn't have such complicated thoughts. She looked at the male model in front of her who bore a resemblance to Jing Min.
Instead, I became more interested.
Normally, just thinking about Jing Min's nickname "Living Yama" tells you how intimidating and unapproachable that person is.
But the male model in front of me seems easy to fool.
Her eyes darted around, a mischievous smile spreading across her face. She beckoned with interest and called out, "Hey, you, come here for a second!"
At the same time, a clear female voice came from the next cubicle:
"Come and take a closer look!"
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