It was Ou Ximing who had called to set a time for Lan Xianxian's styling.
Shen Fanxing hesitated for a while before saying, "Come to the clubhouse at seven."
Ou Ximing paused and said, "Isn't the banquet starting at seven? It's already too late for me to arrive at seven. Moreover, Lan Xianxian… I need at least twenty minutes."
Shen Fanxing smiled and a glint flashed across her eyes. "There's still time."
Ou Ximing didn't hesitate and hung up.
Lan Xianxian might have overheard their conversation and couldn't help but feel nervous again.
"Why did you wait until after seven… It's not good to be late…"
Shen Fanxing turned to look at her, her eyes sparkling beautifully.
"Xianxian, you can't be too dutiful."
"…" Lan Qianqian's lips twitched.
Was she teaching her to be a bad child?
"But the banquet will happen sooner or later. Someone will definitely be unhappy."
