Xue stood quietly inside the private room, her gaze flickering slightly.
She carefully observed the girl who had just changed clothes.
Her features were well-defined and harmonious: large and clear eyes, a delicately high nose, and full lips.
Though her body wasn’t as prominent as Qianqian’s or Wen Ruan’s, it was still very good.
Of course, she was still a little bit inferior to Xue, who maintained her looks with constant care every day.
The girl had a pure and innocent aura, with a somewhat uneasy and nervous demeanor.
Combining this with the plain clothes she wore when she arrived, Lin Muxue instantly had a guess in her heart.
Probably a little girl who hadn’t seen much of the world, possibly still in school.
She reminded Xue a bit of herself in high school.
It wasn’t about their looks, but their demeanor and aura.
Pure, nervous, insecure, and uneasy.
Unfortunately, Xue wasn’t as lucky as her, meeting a boy like Tang Song at that age and stage.
After sighing a few times in her heart, Xue finally felt relieved.
Compared to someone as difficult as Wen Ruan, this girl was no threat.
Xue didn’t even need to probe; she could see what the girl was thinking at a glance.
Xue stepped forward and softly said, "Do you like my choice? Isn’t this dress perfect for you?"
"Yes, it’s very beautiful." Tang Song looked at the stunned Qian Lele, pointed at her sneakers, and laughed, "Why didn’t you change your shoes? Everything in the dressing room is for you."
Feeling the soft and delicate dress on her, Qian Lele glanced around at the others and said hesitantly, "I didn’t know."
The main thing was, those shoes were brand new.
She was afraid of getting them dirty.
"Don’t be nervous, Lele. Go ahead and try them. If everything’s fine, put on the care clothes and take a shower. The staff will provide you with full care." Tang Song winked and smiled, "The next event is quite special, so I won’t be staying here."
"Xue, I’ll leave her in your care. Please look after her for me."
Lin Muxue nodded quietly, "Okay."
Qian Lele murmured, "No need, Brother Song, a shower is enough, and these clothes..."
Tang Song raised a hand to stop her, walking over to her side.
Looking into her eyes, he said softly, "Don’t overthink it. I’m just helping you fulfill yesterday’s wish, a parting gift to thank you for your care during this time.
For me, these expenses are negligible.
And you do want to wear beautiful clothes to attend your classmate’s birthday party, don’t you? To sincerely give her your best Blessing."
Thinking of the tiramisu cake and her wish from last night.
Qian Lele bit her lip, her eyes slightly dazed.
She was just an ordinary town girl, with some striking looks at best.
She also had her own desires, thoughts, and plans.
Sometimes, she’d have some "bad thoughts" she didn’t dare face.
Like wanting her classmates to see her in a new light and to stand out.
Or fantasizing about transforming like Cinderella in fairy tales.
But she was very sensible, could recognize reality, and had her principles.
After a moment, she looked up at Tang Song and nodded silently.
"Thank you, Brother Song."
"Alright then, I’m off. See you later."
With that, Tang Song strode out of the room.
The door was closed once more.
Under Lin Muxue’s arrangement, the room quickly bustled with activity.
A luxurious private bathroom, water at the perfect temperature, and various high-end cleaning products.
After a comfortable hot shower, the beautician handed Qian Lele a cup of health tea, which she sipped slowly.
Following Lin Muxue’s guidance, she nervously lay on the beauty bed.
Next, four beauticians surrounded her.
Facial cleansing and care, foot care, hand care, body exfoliation, and massage...
Soft incense, professional techniques, premium skincare products, and advanced instruments.
Initially nervous and stiff all over, Qian Lele gradually relaxed.
Only her tightly closed eyes still trembled slightly, her long and thick eyelashes like butterfly wings.
Outside, it was getting darker and darker.
Qian Lele didn’t know when she had fallen asleep.
Until a familiar ringtone startled her awake.
"It’s my phone." She whispered, afraid to move.
The beautician attending to her immediately stopped their work.
Right after, the beauty consultant handed her the phone.
Qian Lele quickly answered, "Hello, Yaoyao, what’s up?"
"Hey, I sent you several WeChat messages, but you didn’t reply. I thought you had chickened out!"
"No, no, I was just busy with something."
"Well, I sent today’s schedule to the group chat. Check it out when you have time. Let me know when you arrive because the party venue is in a villa, so getting in is a bit tricky. I’ll have someone wait at the West Gate to guide you."
"Okay, thanks, Yaoyao."
Ding Yao suddenly giggled, "By the way, Lele, is your male roommate coming?"
"He is." Qian Lele’s voice was very small.
"Hehe, that’s great, I’m really curious about him. Alright, I need to go and check the party setup. We’ll chat more when you get here. Bye-bye."
After hanging up, Qian Lele opened WeChat and checked the [Ding Yao Birthday Party] group.
There were 19 members in total, some of whom she had met before but had never interacted with or added on WeChat.
The group chat was full of excitement, with people sending luck-based red envelopes.
The person who got the best luck in the last round had to send the next red envelope.
Each red envelope was basically 1,000 yuan.