Jiang Zeyu was in the midst of memorizing those replies when he felt someone tap him on the shoulder.

He turned around and saw Jiang Yu standing behind him.

“Let’s go.”

Jiang Zeyu nodded like a chick pecking at rice and followed behind her.

Walking into the mall, Jiang Yu asked casually, “Do you know what to wear to a banquet?”

Jiang Zeyu: “… An eve… evening gown?”

Jiang Yu: “… Nevermind, forget I asked.”

She didn’t expect to hear any helpful answers from Jiang Zeyu.

Her? Wear an evening gown to a banquet?

She might stumble and get herself all twisted like a pretzel.

Just thinking about it made Jiang Yu…

No, she couldn’t even bear to think about it.

Jiang Zeyu was fiddling his fingers behind his back.

No wonder his sister wanted to buy clothes, turns out she has a banquet to attend…

The much talked about family recently within the inner circle, could it be the Feng family banquet?

Sigh, he had long blacklisted Jiang Chenglang, maybe he shouldn’t have done that.

Otherwise, perhaps he could have gone to the banquet with his sister?

“Wait here, I’ll go and ask.”

After Jiang Yu instructing him, she walked to the information counter and consulted with the staff at the service desk.

The staff gave her a list of shop names and floor numbers, Jiang Yu returned with the answers.

“Let’s head to the second floor first.”

“Okay, little sister.”

Jiang Zeyu was alert.

Today, he was going to be his sister’s sidekick. Wherever his sister went, he would follow. He would be responsible for carrying all her purchases and paying for them, clocking in all the standards procedures of shopping with a girl.

Perfect.

Jiang Yu and Jiang Zeyu went to the second floor. Jiang Yu found the shop she was looking for.

However, Jiang Yu only got to the entrance. She glanced at the shop before turning around and leaving without any hesitation.

The shop was filled with long and short skirts meant for young girls. They did not match her style.

She hated wearing skirts.

It was too troublesome.

It made fighting difficult.

Jiang Zeyu felt a little disappointed.

He had been looking forward to coming here today.

However, his sister’s attitude was so clear that he felt like his dream had been shattered.

He felt a little glum, a little crestfallen.

The two of them went up a level and reached the third floor.

This time, there were finally some clothes in the shop that Jiang Yu liked. She randomly picked two outfits and went into the changing room to try them on.

Meanwhile, Jiang Zeyu obediently waited outside the changing room.

He looked calm, but the hand that was holding his phone typed rapidly, “Little sister has taken the clothes into the changing room!”

The other party replied quickly, “What color, what style?”

“A white top with dark jeans, and a gray top with black trousers.”

The other party: “…”

The other party: “Is your little sister a black-white-gray assassin? Don’t girls nowadays like soft pinks? Even if it’s not pink, it can be sky blue! It’s no loss to wear sky blue!”

The other party: “Besides, isn’t this just a basic combination? There are so many of them on the streets, what’s there to comment on? You just pick and choose as you like!”

The other party sent three messages in a row. When Jiang Zeyu saw the second message, he was prepared to defend his sister and say that she probably has her own ideas.

However, halfway through his sentence, after he read the third message, he silently deleted the words in his input box.

Hmm, thinking about it carefully, Song Bi’s words do seem to make some sense?

In no time, Jiang Yu came out of the changing room with a new set of clothes on.

Just as Jiang Zeyu was about to praise his sister, he saw a young woman who had been choosing clothes with Jiang Yu earlier, walk out of the next-door stall.

She glanced at Jiang Yu and asked curiously, “Young lady, What’s the difference between this set of clothes and the one you were wearing earlier?”