Sheng Shushu might have been clueless in the past, but now she understood every word.
But she pretended not to, smiling lightly, "These are all new seasonal designs, not leftovers, and they won't be out of style."
Xiao Yu's gaze fell coldly on her face, while her attention was all on the new clothes.
Everyone loves beautiful clothes, and she didn't hide her fondness. If Xiao Qingzhou thought this would repay the favor of her gift to him back then, of course, she wouldn't refuse.
Xiao Yu set his cup back on the table.
A light thud echoed.
Sheng Shushu heard it but deliberately didn't look over.
She knew it was Xiao Yu's way of getting her attention.
Xiao Yu was still looking at her, "If Mrs. Xiao insists on fulfilling the marriage contract now, would you consider agreeing to it?"
His voice sounded warm yet buried beneath were shadows and irony.
Whether or not Sheng Shushu would truly consider it was another matter, but facing Xiao Yu, she firmly nodded.