"Zhiyi, what's wrong?" Sang Li called out.
Lin Zhiyi regained her composure and put down her phone: "Xiao Ran just confirmed the time for the singles party with me, she said she has prepared a costume party dress for me."
"Costume party? She really took Ye Feifei's suggestion," Sang Li murmured.
"Ye Feifei? Was the costume party her idea?" Lin Zhiyi asked curiously.
"Yes, I heard from Xiao Ran yesterday. She was originally going to attend a very famous costume party abroad, but couldn't make it because of an injury, so Ye Feifei wanted to fulfill this wish for her before her wedding."
Mentioning the injury, Lin Zhiyi subconsciously looked at her own hand.
Noticing her gaze, Sang Li immediately said: "If you don't want to go, I can help you decline Xiao Ran."
"It's fine, I've already agreed to it, so let's just go."
Lin Zhiyi really did not want to add any displeasure on someone else's happy day.