Huo Zhanting, in the lounge, was carefully combing An Lan's hair. She had changed into a spare formal dress, donning a white, long-sleeved evening gown with hollowed-out lace sleeves. Her long hair was pinned up high, lending her an elegant and gentle demeanor. She was glad that she had opted for temporary large waves in her hair, which could easily be straightened with a little water.
Otherwise, the large waves wouldn't have matched the elegance of the gown at all.
Matching An Lan's attire, Huo Zhanting also put on a white suit. Together, they looked like a couple about to be wed. An Lan had been quite fond of this gown, but after putting it on, she began to hesitate.
"Zhan Ting... Won't we be too conspicuous?"