On a sunny weekend morning, Wan Donglin was brimming with enthusiasm. "Xixi, I'll accompany you out today."
She glanced at him, puzzled.
"You can't stay at home all day; you need to move around a bit. Come on, I'll take you somewhere today."
She didn't defy him; she got up, changed her clothes, and went out with him.
When Yan Xixi entered the building, she couldn't help but widen her eyes. The extravagantly decorated boutique on the first floor teemed with people. A line of tall, slender, uniformed sales representatives stood by the entrance. Another woman, dressed in high-end professional attire, was assisting a wealthy, middle-aged woman in selecting the latest styles. She displayed exceptional patience, her face wreathed in smiles. Her gaudy makeup was gone, yet she looked remarkably spirited and presentable.
It was Xu Xiaoya.
Just then, Xu Xiaoya turned her head, saw her, and immediately rushed over, overjoyed. "Xixi, what brings you here?"
