That night, Ken drove the car back to Brian's house. Brian was sitting in the front seat beside Ken, while Diana was sitting with Sybil in the back, chatting happily. Ken was their main topic of conversation.

“Ken, your clothes are so old… doesn’t my brother give you a good salary? You need you to look for some nicer stuff to wear,” Sybil said with a cheeky smile.

“He bought the clothes himself. Why do you blame me?” Brian asked.

Ken smiled shyly.

“The clothes I’m wearing now are last year’s designs. . They might not be in fashion, but they’re good quality and comfortable. Of course, as you major...