Because of the dancing in the hall just now, Zhong Lingling was drenched in sweat, so she quickly took a shower.
Anyway, she wasn't Xiang Yimo's date tonight, just a little assistant, and Yimo had specifically instructed her not to show her face. Therefore, Zhong Lingling saved time by not having to do her makeup.
She picked out a dress and threw on a large shawl.
She cleverly wrapped a silk scarf around the lower half of her face, revealing only her eyes, and then, pulling open the door, saw that Xiang Yimo was still waiting for her at the entrance. She blinked her eyes mischievously and asked playfully, "Yimo, is this okay?"
"Don't wear a dress. The less noticeable, the better!"
"Okay then."
Zhong Lingling had no choice but to change into a tracksuit.
While everyone else was dressing up for the evening banquet, she was in casual wear.
