Son Ran pretended ignorance by saying, "They are not my guests. Why can't I go out?"
Shen Mengfang panicked for a moment and said, "Girl, your sister is going to work. Can't you stay at home to entertain the guests?"
Song Ran touched her hair and replied with a smile, "Yup, Aunty Shen is right."
Shen Mengfang was dumbfounded. This girl never exhibited such docile behavior before that such a change in attitude had her a little worried.
"Erm… erm… You should go get changed. The shirt that you are wearing is not very nice."
Song Ran had intentionally put on an old dacron checkered shirt and black pants. She did not bother to wash or comb her hair and had even stayed up for the past two nights, making her color scarily dull.
"Isn't this outfit nice?"
Shen Mengfang frowned and said, "Put on the yellow dress which has black floral prints and a bow on the waist."
Song Ran rebutted, "Who are you? Why must I listen to you?"
