Why treat me like this?
Mia Ginger had this question circulating on her lips for a while but couldn't bring herself to ask it. She held onto the seat belt and quieted down.
Koa Jackson drove very steadily, with a moderate speed, giving a sense of security.
At a quarter past ten, they arrived at the city center.
Shining International.
Koa Jackson parked the car in the basement parking lot and led her up to the third floor via elevator.
The third floor was mainly domestic and international women's fashion brands. It was just the start of the workday, making the whole floor clean and spacious, with occasional sweet soft voices of sales associates ringing out.
Mia Ginger glanced around hesitantly and asked, "Buying clothes for me?"
"Yeah."
Koa responded, then strode toward a nearby store.
Mia Ginger hurried to catch up, looking up and said, "No need, I have clothes to wear."