Zhouzhou's birthday fell on the sixth day of the lunar month. It was her first time having a birthday banquet, and she woke up early in the morning, excitedly dressing herself.
Just as she was about to leave, she remembered something and turned back, taking out her small handcuffs from the drawer. She handcuffed both of her hands together and nodded in satisfaction before heading out.
The others were already awake, sitting in the living room. When they heard the commotion, they turned their heads and looked over. Qin Xu took a sip of water and sprayed it out, dumbfounded, as he stared at Zhouzhou's outfit.
She was wearing a golden yellow dress that shimmered under the sunlight, even more extravagant than her previous nouveau riche look. She had a large gold necklace around her neck, and although she wasn't wearing sunglasses, she had two blackened handcuffs hanging from her chubby arms. It looked quite intimidating.