"My taste in clothes?"
Lin Tian was taken aback.
Then, he glanced at his short sleeve shirt, baggy shorts, and slippers.
Just like before, nothing had changed.
"Just... it doesn't seem like it's that bad, I guess."
"So you're saying it used to be really bad?"
Gan Yanyu finally admitted it.
But Lin Tian didn't understand; his clothes hadn't changed...
So what had changed?
"....."
Lin Tian quickly caught on.
Damn!
He slapped his forehead.
This was Gan Yanyu's roundabout way of complimenting that he had gotten more handsome!
...How cultured of you, Mr. Gan; why didn't I think of giving compliments like that!
"Looking better made my taste in clothes seem better too, right?"
"Yes... I suppose."
"It's too much if you get bashful about that."
"It's not bashfulness... I genuinely had no idea..."
Gan Yanyu whispered.
This involved one of Gan Yanyu's odd characteristics.
She always had no sense of aesthetics.
She really couldn't tell if a person was good-looking or not.
