Yang Mi looked at herself in the mirror, posing and even blowing a kiss into the air.
At this moment, her assistant sent her a photo of a sailor uniform that was cool and sexy, "Is this it?"
Yang Mi: "..."
Is her assistant crazy?
What is she thinking?
She immediately typed back, "No, it's the uniform of the high school department of the First Middle School in the old city area!"
"Uniform! Do you understand?"
"Hurry up and buy it. You must have this uniform in front of me by 9 a.m. tomorrow."
Zhaojia Village, inside the villa.
Song Henian put down his phone and sighed with relief.
He didn't understand Yang Mi's situation, and he didn't know what she liked to eat.
After all, Yang Mi is a big star now, and she has tried all kinds of delicacies. If they invite her to a hotel, she may not be willing.
So, he came up with the idea of a barbecue stall near the back door of the school.
