"Why are you paying?" Sun Jiamu wanted to snatch the bill but was stopped by Xinxin. "My dear, I'm making a lot of money these days. What's wrong with buying you some clothes? Take it. I'll be angry if you refuse to take it."
"Alright." Jiamu was well aware of Xinxin's accomplishments in her career. The Qiao Finance Group was really flourishing.
Her good friend dreamed of the day she could walk shoulder-to-shoulder with Bai Qinghao.
On the other hand, Sun Jiamu did not have such great aspirations. She only wished to be with Fang Shaohua, and to, one day inherit her father's Sun Corporation. She dreamt of a stable life.
After purchasing the clothes, they visited a hair salon nearby.
Fang Xinxin searched for pictures of the hairstyle that was trending recently - long hair with side bangs. She said to the hairstylist, "Please style my friend's hair according to this photo."
