C41 Poor Money

After sending the two of them off, Yang Chenxuan threw the pink pants into the trash can. He left the skirt and top and said to Lau Yiqin, "Take this dress and wash it later. It looks pretty good."

Lau Yiqin smiled and said, "If you find ten or eight people to try it out, then do you want all the fabric to be made for me? You can't wear the pink one either