Xin Xiaoxiao nodded confidently, "Yeah, it's the color my husband just endorsed, and it's selling out overseas."
She picked up another one, "Or you could use this. You've endorsed this brand before."
"Let's go with the one your husband endorsed." Qi Helian reached out and took the lipstick endorsed by 'husband', quickly signing his name on the white napkin in front of him.
These days, those young girls call the celebrities they like 'husband' at the drop of a hat, and shamelessly shout about wanting to sleep with their 'husband'.
Xiang Yiqing thought that in today's society, young people's values were really getting more and more skewed.
Especially people like Xin Xiaoxiao, who were born after '95.
He frowned at Xin Xiaoxiao, watching her stare at Qi Helian's hands signing, looking incredibly expectant of his signature.
He couldn't bear to watch anymore; out of sight, out of mind, he withdrew his gaze and glanced at Qiu Yang beside him.
