The international phone call did not affect the pair of childhood friends' mood.
The two pushed the topic of the class reunion aside and continued shopping away in an upbeat mood.
Thus, when they returned home with the numerous shopping bags and store freebies, Zhang Manhua was totally struck dumb.
"Did you guys rob the mall?! You've got so much stuff." She shook her head wryly as she eyed the big and small shopping bags strewn all over the small living room.
"He he! Auntie, this is the scarf I got for you. Try it!" Tang Xiaoyu grinned and took out a high-quality scarf from one of the paper bags.
Zhang Manhua received the bright-colored scarf from her and could not help but smile. "Is this for me? I don't think I can wear this color."
"Of course, you will be able to wear this! Look; this color suits your skin color so well!" Tang Xiaoyu, like a salesperson, started vivaciously praising her.
