Yang Peimin was going back to change her clothes.
She planned to wear that trench coat and re-style her hair, put on a hat, and wrap a scarf around her neck. After checking her look from various angles and deeming it satisfactory, she finally left the room.
Zhang Minghua, beaming as she emerged from the house, admiringly watched her, "That outfit really suits you."
Yang Peimin explained, "Isn't it true that one is judged by their clothing? When heading out to the county, of course, one must dress up nicely."
Zhang Minghua glanced at Shen Yiguang, who had also come outside upon hearing the conversation, and smiled, "Indeed, one should dress up."
Shen Yiguang's gaze circled Yang Peimin's face, his eyes growing even darker and more lustrous.
"Let's go," said Yang Peimin, feeling a bit uneasy under his gaze, tugging at the scarf in front of her chest as she led the way.
Shen Yiguang said goodbye to Zhang Minghua and the others before stepping forward to catch up with Yang Peimin.
