Zhang Yuanyuan nodded, "Yeah, I understand, but Sister Jinxia, will that lady really come over tomorrow?"
He Jinxia actually had no idea either, but she couldn't show it.
Panic is contagious, and Zhang Yuanyuan was already quite panicked. If she expressed her inner thoughts, it would probably only make things worse, making her restless as well.
She said, "She should come, she promised us, and that woman is also a fan of mine, even just for me... she should turn up, right?"
Even He Jinxia herself wasn't too sure as she spoke.
Zhang Yuanyuan laughed with a "pfft," "Haha, should? Can't you give a definite answer?"
He Jinxia shrugged her shoulders, teasingly replied, "Can't, I have no idea about my own charm."
She looked around and chose a path, "Let's go, since we've already found the guest, let's hurry up and buy the decorative ornaments; we must make the room nice and pretty."
Anything related to ancient style, He Jinxia was very familiar with.
