Xu Jiao stood gaping, shaking her head in disbelief.
"Xiaolan, in the few years since we graduated, it seems you've encountered a lot of unpleasant things, and you've changed yourself so much, but no matter what, since we are good sisters, then we will be good sisters for life."
"You have to listen to your good sister, okay? Tonight, please take Mr. Zhou out to dinner and apologize to him," she said.
She shook Zhang Xiaolan's arm, putting on a full face of coquetry.
Zhang Xiaolan sighed, "Alright, alright, have it your way."
Xu Jiao smiled, "Then you must wear a nice outfit today. I'll help you find something suitable to wear."
With that, she opened the suitcase Zhang Xiaolan had brought, rummaged through it, and was again left speechless.
She slapped one of her small hands onto her face.
"Ah, how can you wear these antique clothes? They're completely out of touch with the times. I'll take you shopping for some clothes first."
