Li Yang was rendered speechless.
Shu Ran chuckled along for a moment, then began her social representative duties.
"Mu Qiu, your outfit is really nice, and your makeup is gorgeous."
"Brother Cheng, could you be some kind of nobleman? You look too dashing in that outfit."
"Guan Yu, you... are actually quite cute."
Guan Yu: "You don't have to force yourself, it's just that tears aren't worth much, I'll manage to keep going."
Mu Qiu pressed her tongue against her cheek, easing the muscle soreness from laughing, while she observed Shu Ran.
She was wearing a dark green qipao embroidered with subtle patterns, her hair was styled into big wavy curls, she wore black high heels, a bracelet of agate beads on her wrist, and lightly fanned herself with a round fan.
She looked like, a charming socialite on the political scene, and she really fitted this vibe.
With this thought in mind, Shu Ran turned her head to look at her and praised her again.
