Upon hearing the words "jealousy," Jiang Man couldn't help but laugh.
Lu Xingzhou, he really was a big vinegar jar.
"Never mind him."
Jiang Man sat down in front of the vanity and looked at herself in the mirror.
Due to not applying sunscreen, a large patch of sunburn marked her face.
She had naturally cold, pale skin that hardly tanned but reddened very easily.
Looking at her rosy face, she felt a bit self-conscious, "Is it ugly?"
"Are you kidding? My sister Jiang, naturally beautiful, now anxious about her looks?"
"Who's anxious about her looks?" Jiang Man glared at Wu Yingfan.
She casually tousled her hair, smoothing it with her fingers, then tied it up in a high ponytail.
Then she coiled the high ponytail into a large bun.
As for clothes, she rushed out the door and only brought a few regular outfits, not bringing any evening dresses.
It felt too troublesome to ask Vermilion Bird to buy one on the spot, so she simply changed into a highly drapable casual outfit.
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