Chapter 891-900

Chapter 891
Soon, the group of people behind him followed suit and stopped in their tracks, their eyes fixed upon Xyla Quest as they greeted her in unison, “Good evening, Young Mistress.” “Good evening,” Xyla replied to them with a warm smile.

Stanley Batton took the shopping bag from Xyla and stole a glance at it. He frowned slightly when he saw a piece of awful-colored cloth inside the bag. “Is this dark purple shirt for me?” Xyla nodded. “Yeah. You don’t like it?”

Hearing the words ‘dark purple’, the group of people behind Stanley instantly exchanged looks of unease.

Most of them knew that Stanley hated dark purple the most…

Nonetheless, to everyone’s surprise, Stanley smiled at her and said, “Nah, I love it. I love dark purple the most.”

What???

The crowd could not believe their ears. They looked at each other in confusion, their eyes filled with doubts and shock.