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"Want to stand up?" Fu Lanshen continued, and though his question was rhetorical, he spoke it with the tone of a statement.
"Yeah," Mu Qingli awkwardly nodded her head, "That was so embarrassing just now..."
The little friend who had wanted a ride in the shopping cart just like her couldn't have been more than three years old...
Fu Lanshen chuckled, "You've already taken a seat, just keep sitting. After all, no one knows who you are, and who will remember what you look like after tomorrow? Why trouble yourself for someone else's fleeting opinion?"
With Fu Lanshan's words, the embarrassment in Mu Qingli's heart instantly dissipated completely.
Fu Lanshen was right.
Anyway, no one here recognized her.
Who would remember what she looked like after tomorrow?
Even if it was embarrassing, it was only for a moment. There really was nothing to worry about.
Life is short, so we should enjoy it while we can.
But Mu Qingli forgot.