Su Nanzhi fell silent for a moment after hearing her words, then said, "No need."
Su Yueyue: "Then what will you wear at that time?"
She wasn't generous enough to lend Su Nanzhi her own clothes.
Each of her evening gowns was a carefully chosen haute couture. If worn by someone else, especially given Su Yueyue's character, she definitely would not wear it again.
The fear was that Su Nanzhi might end up wearing a cheap evening gown costing around one or two hundred, embarrassing herself.
Su Nanzhi: "I'll handle it myself."
With that attitude from Su Nanzhi, Su Yueyue naturally wouldn't bother herself with Nanzhi's concerns anymore, "Then fend for yourself."
Anyway, they didn't mesh well together.
Upon returning to the classroom, Su Nanzhi inevitably met the gossip-laden gaze of Du Zijin, her desk mate in front. However, the look also subtly conveyed a "I trusted you so much, yet you xxx."
"..."
She chose to ignore it.
