"Wait for me at home, I'll be there at 5:30 and I'll call you then."
After saying that, Zuo Xingyun hung up.
Xiang Wan was stunned for a moment, then tossed her phone aside, and lightly fanned the face of a rabbit doll. "Won't let others hang up on her and yet she hangs up herself so quickly, is she sick?"
Even if she thought that Zuo Xingyun was crazy, she still got out of bed at 4:30 to change her clothes and put on light makeup.
She wore the clothes that Shi Nian'an had helped her pick out, a black high-waisted tight tee paired with a matching skirt, a classic colored cross-body bag from a big brand, and after much deliberation, she chose a pair of sandals with a 5 cm heel.
Unaware until she looked in the mirror, she was startled. This outfit accentuated her figure perfectly. Besides feeling awkward around her chest, the exposed midriff and slender legs made her feel completely uncomfortable.
