Yan Zhan saw her changing into a set of clothes and coming out, his eyebrows moved slightly.
"Um...thank you. Master prepared this. I didn't expect Master to have such good taste."
Manshu felt embarrassed after being praised like this by Yan Zhan.
Her own clothes were a little dirty, so it was normal for her to change into something clean.
This dress looks somewhere between formal and casual, and is just right for such an occasion.
The waistline of the skirt was raised, which made her look taller, making her look like her legs were all below her breasts.
Although her breasts are not very fierce, she has legs!
"Go and bring your coat." Yan Zhan didn't notice her embarrassment at all.
It is already mid-September, and the weather has turned cooler. There is a cool breeze here at Moon Bay at night, and it is easy to catch a cold.
"How do you know this skirt also comes with a matching jacket?"
It was just a small sweater jacket, but she didn't wear it because she thought it was troublesome.
"I chose it." A slight smile appeared in Yan Zhan's eyes, "I am the one who has the vision."
Where can Mr. Zhu choose things?
He only gives money.
Yan Zhan also asked the merchant to give him a brochure to choose from. Without wasting much time, he selected a wardrobe of clothes.
Mainly autumn and winter styles.
"It turns out that it was Mr. Yan who chose him. I'm so disrespectful." Manshu clasped her fists at him and rubbed her skin, very happy.
"Go get your coat."
Yan Zhan raised his hand to rub her hair, but in fact he did so.
Manshu: "..." If I said I didn't wash my hair, would I still be alive?
She couldn't be more stubborn than Yan Zhan, so she could only go back and get her coat.
When the two of them passed by, several parents were chatting in the private room of the restaurant, and the ones who apologized were sitting on one side, as if they belonged to two camps.
Lin Wenya deliberately sat next to the reserved seat, looking out from time to time.
When he saw Manshu and Yan Zhan approaching, his pupils shrank.
The man is tall and straight, the girl is petite and graceful.
At first glance, they look like a perfect match.
Lin Wenya didn't dare to stare at Yan Zhan, so she could only look at Manshu instead.
She has black hair, red lips, and skin as good as snow. Her hair is randomly braided to both sides, making her look playful and beautiful.
Anyone who sees it can’t help but call her a little princess.
She couldn't figure out how Manshu, a country girl, could have such a temperament.
However, her actions have always been faster than her thoughts.
"Manshu, you're here." Lin Wenya was the first to stand up and say hello.
She was very familiar with it and tried to hold Manshu's arm. After being avoided by Manshu, her eyes dimmed for a moment, but she quickly cheered up.
"You are so beautifully dressed today, like a princess from a fairy tale. Unlike me, I didn't even put on lipstick and instantly looked dull next to you."
If Lin Wenya wants to praise someone, she is very good at it.
However, she was obviously unconvinced and even included some personal content in her praise.
"Maybe it's because your skin is not white enough." Manshu said with a smile.
The smile on Lin Wenya's face froze.
She thought that if she complimented someone like this, others would reply with something like "How come, you are also very beautiful".
Who would say directly like Manshu, it's because your skin is not white enough?
Isn't her skin white yet?
It’s just that Manshu is exaggerating!
"Did you put on makeup today? Your skin looks good, except for the birthmarks at the corners of your eyes. You should use concealer to cover the rest."
Lin Wenya put a smile on her face again and chatted with Manshu like a good best friend.
"I don't wear makeup. My skin is good because I slept well. It's useless to cover the birthmark at the corner of my eye. It will gradually fade away."