"What a coincidence, you also chose this one. It's the one I just mentioned earlier. Our sisterly taste is indeed alike." Ye Tianjiao said, laden with deeper meaning.
Initially, Ye Ranran wanted to see how this dress would look on her. But upon hearing this, she decisively turned around, went back, and took off the dress.
"I don't want it anymore." Ye Ranran returned the dress to the attendant standing nearby.
Tears welled up in Ye Tianjiao's eyes: "Sis."
"Ye Ranran, what has Tianjiao upset you about this time?" The voice of Gao Han was like a wind from the arctic, piercingly cold.
This was what he looked like when he was extremely angry.
Ye Ranran sneered lightly, "She didn't upset me. Did I say anything wrong just now? I'm just expressing that I don't want to wear the same clothes as someone else."