"This one in particular has a tapered waist. Since you’re on the slimmer side, it should make you look even sharper."
Yan Feifan glanced at Zeng Ni, then at the suit in his hands, and huffed, "You talk a big game, but I’ll trust you for now!"
He took the suit back to his bedroom, changed into it, and then checked himself out in the wardrobe mirror from every angle.
He had to admit, the suit was a perfect fit.
Yan Feifan felt that his reflection in the mirror was at least ten times more handsome than before.
Of course, that might have been because he had just taken a shower.
People generally feel they look better after a shower, and it’s not because their brains are waterlogged.
Showering promotes blood circulation, so with blood flowing more smoothly throughout the body, one’s complexion becomes radiant and supple.
Also, because the facial skin is rehydrated, it appears plump and moist.
The lips also look fuller and rosier, and the eyes appear bright and alert instead of dull and tired.
A shower also helps both the body and mind relax.
When the body feels comfortable and the mood is soothed and pleasant, a person’s entire spiritual state is refreshed.
Showering also washes away dust, dirt, and oil from the hair, making one’s hairstyle look more natural and well-styled.
With a good hairstyle as a complement, a person’s overall appearance improves.
When all these factors combine, it’s only natural to see oneself as better-looking after a shower.
Just then, Yan Ziruo and Zeng Ni pushed the door open and came in together.
Yan Ziruo stepped forward to adjust the collar and shoulders of Yan Feifan’s suit, then took a step back. She looked him over and praised, "Not bad, not bad. Zeng Ni really does have better taste than me."
"Feifan, you look even more handsome and distinguished in this."
Yan Feifan corrected her, "Sis, as the saying goes, ’inner sincerity shapes outward appearance.’ The prerequisite for a good saddle fitting a good horse is that it has to be a good horse in the first place."
"It’s mainly because I’m good-looking and tall, which makes the clothes look good."
Yan Ziruo rolled her eyes and teased, "If that’s the case, why don’t you just wear a bedsheet to the reception tomorrow?"
Yan Feifan shot a glare at his sister and Zeng Ni, who was trying to stifle a laugh, and shooed them out. "It’s almost ten. I have a major surgery tomorrow, and I need to sleep."
Zeng Ni pouted and left the bedroom.
Yan Ziruo, however, helped her brother take off the suit and hung it up in the wardrobe for him. When she turned around again, she saw the rascal had already scrambled into bed and pulled the blanket over himself.
Yan Ziruo sat down by the bed and suddenly heard the soft patter of rain. She then noticed the sound was coming from the phone by his pillow.
"Why do you keep your phone by your pillow? It emits radiation."
As she spoke, Yan Ziruo moved the phone to the desk by the head of the bed.
"Sis, that sound has a hypnotic effect!"
Yan Feifan explained, then began to secretly observe whether the sound would have any effect on his sister.
But after just a short while, Yan Feifan felt his own eyelids growing heavier and heavier...