At nine o'clock, Jiang Zhi went to pick up Zhou Xufang. His car stopped outside the residential area, and he waited for her at the stairwell entrance; she said she wanted to dress up nicely, and then—
Jiang Zhi was stunned.
Zhou Xufang approached him, feeling anxious, "Does it not look good?"
He first smiled, then knelt down to tie her shoelaces, which she hadn't managed to fasten tightly, into an ugly knot, and said, "It looks good."
Pleased with the compliment, Zhou Xufang happily twirled on the spot, "I also think it looks good."
She felt that pink was the best color—unrivaled in beauty! So, she dressed in pink from head to toe, including her hair clips and shoelaces.
As a result, when Xue Baoyi saw her in the Fusheng Inn parking lot, he couldn't help but ask a rather immature question.
"Little sister, you," Xue Baoyi wasn't sure and looked her over from head to toe again, "are you of age?"
This wave of pink gave off a very young vibe.