The expressions of the few salespeople changed when they saw that scene.
They silently cursed Nian Xiaomu for being a doxy!
However, they did not dare to say anything in front of Yu Yuehan.
The salesperson who had helped Nian Xiaomu change into her gown came out of the changing room in no time. She was even holding a few headbands as she walked up to Nian Xiaomu.
"Miss Nian, these are the headbands that could be used to match your gown. Please pick one."
"…"
Turning around, Nian Xiaomu swept a glance at the headbands in the salesperson's hand—there was a stark difference in the designs.
Some of them were obviously designs that were out of fashion.
Did she purposely mix these outdated styles with the prevalent designs so she could watch Nian Xiaomu pick the wrong ones and get embarrassed?
A streak of icy light flickered across her face.