Isa Beauty Salon.
Since it was a workday, there weren't many clients in the salon.
After finishing a scheduled client's care, Zhao Yaqian put away all the skincare products and equipment and changed the sheets on the beauty bed.
She sat down on a stool and took out her phone to check it.
It was almost 6 o'clock.
She still hadn't received a message from Tang Song, and she couldn't help but feel anxious.
She had been waiting for his message since she got up this morning, and now the day was almost over with nothing.
They had already kissed, and she had given him a watch; why was he still so cold?
Zhao Yaqian sighed.
Programmer friend, don't you know to show a little concern for Beauty Zhao?
She even gave you her first kiss, what a pity!
Suddenly, her shoulder was tapped, and a colleague said, "Qianqian, our boxed meals have arrived; can you go downstairs and get them?"
