She washed her hands, pulled out a tissue, and dried her face in the mirror.
The girl in the mirror had distinct features and flawless, fair skin. Jiang Zhe casually wiped away the moisture, tossed the tissue aside, and walked out without a care.
Yet, this had no impact on her appearance or complexion.
"Jiang Zhe!"
Jiang Zhe had just stepped out when she heard someone call her name.
She casually lifted her eyes, casting a lazy glance in the direction of the speaker, her expression indifferent.
It was Wang Xue speaking, her face smiling, displaying a deliberately shown friendliness.
Standing next to her was Ji Tang.
The two seemed to have been specifically waiting outside for Jiang Zhe.
Jiang Zhe glanced at them and felt no desire to speak.
"Jiang Zhe, we came to find you because we would like to invite you to join our school orchestra," Wang Xue immediately got to the point, fearing that if she delayed, Jiang Zhe would leave.
