Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiuli’s brows suddenly furrowed, and she stood up, looking displeased at the staff member, "What does the other party look like?"
"It’s... a young girl, very good-looking." The staff member spoke softly, but when mentioning the girl’s appearance, their voice suddenly grew louder.
Hearing this, Zhang Xiuli’s furrowed brows looked like they were about to kill a mosquito.
The two wealthy ladies beside her exchanged glances after hearing what the staff member said.
One of them spoke up, "Oh dear, could it be your Weiyin who has come looking for you?"
The other wealthy lady, upon hearing this, immediately chimed in, "Yes, yes, perhaps it’s your Weiyin looking for you, and if it’s your Weiyin, wouldn’t she be your little ancestor?"
Though they spoke thus, both had already risen to their feet.
Whether or not Yuk Weiyin would claim to be Zhang Xiuli’s ancestor was unknown to them.
All they knew was that there was going to be an interesting spectacle.
In the beauty salon lobby, Gu Zhiqi sat on a sofa, her eyes slightly downcast, scrolling through food videos.
In Gu Zhiqi’s mind, Chubby Chiu couldn’t help but feel a bit worried, "Zhizhi, you said it’s Zhang Xiuli’s ancestor, are you sure she’ll come out?"
"She will, I guess." Gu Zhiqi replied noncommittally, her gaze still on the food videos.
Pausing mid-scroll, Gu Zhiqi tapped to open someone’s profile.
The person in the video was known to Chubby Chiu, it was Qiao Nan, whom they had met not too long ago.
Seeing Gu Zhiqi’s actions, Chubby Chiu grew curious and asked, "Zhizhi, why do you keep watching videos of Qiao Nan?"
In her free time, Gu Zhiqi enjoyed browsing all sorts of food videos.
Others were just a glance and gone, but Qiao Nan’s lingered in Gu Zhiqi’s subscription list.
Chubby Chiu often saw Gu Zhiqi visiting Qiao Nan’s profile.
It had happened several times.
"Because they’re good-looking." Gu Zhiqi replied nonchalantly.
Such a dismissive answer.
"Gu Zhiqi, why is it you again?" Suddenly, a somewhat shrill and grating voice echoed next to her.
Gu Zhiqi put away her phone in no hurry at all, then leisurely stood up, looking towards Zhang Xiuli with a slight curl of her lips, greeting her, "Ms. Zhang."
Zhang Xiuli had walked over to Gu Zhiqi with a fierce momentum, but upon seeing her smile and her overly beautiful face, she paused, and the words she wanted to hurl at her suddenly got stuck in her throat.
It took a while for Zhang Xiuli to collect herself, and hearing how Gu Zhiqi addressed her, she felt a mix of relief and discomfort. Frowning, she said, looking coldly and disdainfully at Gu Zhiqi, "What are you doing here?"
"Came to chat with you for a bit." Gu Zhiqi said, hands in her pockets, looking relaxed as she faced Zhang Xiuli.
Seeing her attitude, Zhang Xiuli’s brows knitted further, "Was it you who sought me out?"
Gu Zhiqi raised an eyebrow.
Zhang Xiuli remembered the staff member’s words and suddenly felt a flare of anger, "My ancestor? You dare say, you little wild..."
Recalling the presence of the two wealthy ladies beside her, Zhang Xiuli abruptly stopped herself.
She put on a false smile again, turned her head to glance at the two ladies, "Mrs. Zhang, Mrs. Li, I’ll chat with this young lady for a moment, please excuse me."
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Li were reluctant. They were looking forward to the drama.
Of course, they wouldn’t say this out loud, so they nodded at Zhang Xiuli, "Mrs. Yuk, please, feel free."
Only then did Zhang Xiuli turn towards Gu Zhiqi with a displeased face, "Come with me."