"But Sister Yi, what good thing happened to you? You're so happy." Mu Yan asked curiously while picking through clothes.
Tang Yige lowered her long eyelashes, her red lips curved slightly, but she didn't answer Mu Yan's question.
Jian Liangtong didn't hear Yige's response, turned her head curiously to look at her, and saw her bowing her head with a smile. That smile was truly beautiful, as it was the kind of smile Yige only showed when she was genuinely happy.
Jian Liangtong blinked, walked over to her.
Hearing the footsteps, the arc at Yige's mouth slightly diminished, she lifted her beautiful eyes and lightly glanced at the approaching Jian Liangtong.
"Sister Yi, honest confession." Jian Liangtong laughed, hooking her arm.
Tang Yige shrugged, reached out to pat Jian Liangtong's hand on her arm, and said, "Wait a moment."
With that, Yige withdrew her hand from Jian Liangtong's grip and walked toward the innermost part of the fitting room.
