"There's nothing else."
Zhao Shumin felt that as an elder to Li Zhiyan, a woman in her forties,
it was indeed inappropriate to break the promise she had made.
If she didn't lead by example, how could Xiao Yan heed her words in the future? She still had to make Xiao Yan truly convinced.
"Alright."
Zhao Shumin took the black stockings from Li Zhiyan.
"Oh, and Aunt Zhao, put on the high heels and the short skirt too, Aunt Zhao looks best in a short skirt."
"Mm, then you turn around first."
Li Zhiyan turned around, and a few minutes later, Zhao Shumin whispered, "Quick, turn back now. I'm ready for the photo."
She decided to let Li Zhiyan take a picture and then leave, she couldn't allow Li Zhiyan to continue being presumptuous.
It was time to put an end to this mistake.
After taking out his cell phone, Li Zhiyan snapped a photo.
Zhao Shumin breathed a sigh of relief.
"Can I go now?"
"Aunt Zhao, let me feel the texture of these stockings."
