Xia Sanghuan simply closed the book and walked to the wardrobe.
She pulled open the wardrobe door, and inside hung all kinds of clothes.
For the first time, she was so glad that her sisters loved to buy her dresses so much.
She took them off the hangers and started comparing them against her body one by one.
But she really had no experience in choosing clothes. After spending a long time in front of the mirror, she felt that each dress looked pretty much the same.
In the end, her arms were sore from holding them up, and she still couldn't find a single one that satisfied her.
She put the clothes back dejectedly and flopped down on the bed.
She took out her phone and hesitantly called Fu Youqing.
"Hello, Huanhuan."
The phone rang for a long time before it was answered. She could even hear Sister Youqing breathing heavily in a low voice.
"Third Sister, what are you doing?"
"Me? I'm shooting an advertisement," she said into the microphone while touching up her makeup.
"What do you want from your sister?"
She originally wanted to ask if Third Sister had time tomorrow, but since Third Sister was still working so late, she must be busy tomorrow too.
"Nothing. I just missed you."
The words on the tip of her tongue ended up changing.
"Why are you suddenly so sweet? Do you need something from me?"
Fu Youqing was overjoyed by her precious sister's words "I missed you" and asked half - teasingly and half - seriously.
Xia Sanghuan, whose thoughts had been accidentally hit upon, was taken aback and stammered, unable to speak.
"What are your plans for tomorrow?"
Seeing that her little sister didn't say anything, she asked again.
"Tomorrow?"
Thinking of Leng Chuanjin's words just now, her cheeks couldn't help but flush slightly.
"Tomorrow... I've made an appointment with Brother Chuanjin to go shopping together."
"Isn't that just a date?"
Fu Youqing's voice suddenly rose. Then came a series of soft "sorry"s. She should be talking to the staff around her.
She stood up and walked to a deserted corner.
"How did you make the appointment? Did you invite him, or did he invite you?"
Although Third Sister deliberately lowered her voice, it was still obvious that her tone was full of uncontrollable excitement, even with a hint of gossip.
"It's not a matter of who invited who. It's not really a date," she said.
"He just said he was going out shopping and asked if I wanted to go with him."
Rather than saying this to Third Sister, it was more like she was trying to convince herself.
Anyway, in Leng Chuanjin's heart, she always seemed to be just his little sister.
If she had to add a special identity, she could barely be considered a comrade - in - arms on the same front.
"Come on, it doesn't matter if it's a date or not. The most important thing now is to think about what kind of look you should go out with tomorrow."
"Even if you don't want to amaze Chuanjin, you have to be the most eye - catching one on the street!"
True to her word, Fu Youqing immediately sent her little sister the contact information of a stylist.
"Your Second Sister and I don't have time to accompany you tomorrow."
"If I let you go alone, you won't be able to make up your mind."
Just then, a faint male voice came from the other end of the phone.
Judging from Sister Youqing's reaction, it should be her agent calling her back to work.
"Sister, you go ahead and get busy."
"Take care of yourself. Don't overwork."
Afraid of delaying her work progress, the girl quickly said.
"Okay."
"Huanhuan, the stylist will go to the Leng family around three o'clock tomorrow afternoon. Remember to tell Chuanjin."
After saying that, she hung up the phone in a hurry.
It wasn't until the phone screen returned to the contact list that the girl realized she hadn't replied to Jiang Zimo's message.
Looking at his inquiry, she couldn't bear to refuse for a moment.
When Second Brother came to find her just now, she was so happy that she completely forgot about this.
Now that she suddenly remembered, she felt a bit ashamed.
After much hesitation, she replied to him.
"I have something to do tomorrow night, so I won't go. Sorry."
Before she could turn off the phone screen, another message came from the other side.
"Is it something related to school or your family?"
She bit her lower lip, carefully chose her words, and sent them.
"It's a family matter. I can't disclose the details to outsiders."
Didn't Second Brother ask her to buy things? That was a family matter, right?
She tried to comfort herself while thinking like this.
"Okay."
"If you need any help, you can come to me."
"Okay, thank you, Senior."
The brief conversation between the two ended just like that.
After confirming that the other person wouldn't send her any more messages, the girl let out a sigh of relief.
She glanced at the wall clock. It was almost time to go to bed.
To ensure that she would have enough energy tomorrow, the girl simply washed up and then went to bed.
The next morning, after she got up, her phone "ding - dong"ed with a message.
Xia Sanghuan instinctively tensed up, thinking it was Jiang Zimo again.
She opened her phone and let out a sigh of relief when she saw that the sender was Professor He.
The professor sent her a document with some suggestions for revising her thesis.
There wasn't much content. It seemed that he hadn't finished reading it yet.
Along with the document came a message.
"Stinky girl, if you make me work overtime during the holiday again, I'll make you pay my salary!"
She opened the document with a mixture of amusement and helplessness and took a rough look.
After washing up and having breakfast, she started revising her thesis according to the professor's suggestions.
When it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Fu suddenly knocked on her door.
"Miss Xia, someone is here to see you."
"He said he was sent by Miss Fu Youqing."
Hearing his words, she looked up from the computer and only then realized that it was already so late.
Moreover, she had forgotten to tell Second Brother or the butler about this.
After all, she had been revising her thesis, and even lunch was brought to her bedroom by the butler.
She quickly stood up and opened the bedroom door.
"Thanks, Uncle Wang. I'll go downstairs right away. Please open the door for him."
She changed out of her pajamas into regular clothes and then walked down the stairs.
There was a big box beside the stylist's feet. When he saw the girl, he exclaimed very loudly.
"What a perfect natural face!"
"I must use all my talent to turn you into the goddess of tonight!"
His expression was exaggerated, and his accent was a bit awkward. He seemed to be a foreigner.
The stylist picked up the box and grabbed the girl's hand, ready to go.
"Where is your dressing room? Take me there quickly."
"It can be in my bedroom..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Wang Fu stepped forward first and said to the stylist.
"Sir, please allow me to take you there. Miss Xia needs to prepare her clothes now."
After saying that, he turned to instruct the maids beside him.
Looking at the butler's departing back, Xia Sanghuan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Why did Uncle Wang seem a bit in a hurry just now?