Ning Youguang and Zhuang Yijing had barely started their conversation when a group of elegantly dressed socialites interrupted them with polished smiles.
"Hello, Miss Zhuang."
"Long time no see, Miss Ning."
"Miss Ning, you are becoming more beautiful by the day."
"Miss Zhuang, is your dress from V? It's really lovely."
"..."
Ning Youguang and Zhuang Yijing exchanged a glance, gathering their wits to handle the bevy of glamorously attired women.
After the formulaic opening remarks,
the socialites quickly revealed their purpose for approaching them—
"Our family is hosting a charity sale a week from now, and we hope that Miss Zhuang and Miss Ning can find the time to attend. I'll have invitations sent to both of you later."
"Miss Ning, how long are you staying in Jincheng? In three days, my mother-in-law is hosting a New Year flower exhibition at our manor. If you're not in a rush to leave, perhaps you can come over with Miss Zhuang to enjoy the flowers and tea."
