However, it wasn't just those two who dressed up here. He Yiran and Fu Rui always had a very particular sense of style—those tailored clothes satisfied all their needs—and Fan Tianhua was also in new clothes, which really only left the other three friends suffering a bit.
But Lai Xixi and Tian Sha were doing okay; after all, they were here to work. Tian Sha was here to take photos, Lai Xixi to lend a hand. The most convenient outfit for the two was pants and a T-shirt with a pair of sneakers. But Wang Qiuhe couldn't help feeling a bit sour—out of everyone in the group, she was the only one dressed the worst. Sixteen-year-old Wang Qiuhe was smack in the most sensitive period of adolescence, and Fan Tianhua immediately noticed that something was off with her mood.
"Qiuhe, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing. It's just that you all are dressed so nicely, and my clothes are just too…"
