Even the makeup artist was stunned. Just a while ago, Tang Yuanyuan was describing to her what kind of makeup she thought her bestie should have. Just as she was all ready to do that, who knew…
With the eyeshadow palette in her hand, the makeup artist dragged her assistant and took a few steps back.
"Fei, didn't we already agree to this? That day, you—"
"I don't think I agreed." Meng Kefei's voice sounded slightly cold when she looked up at her. "I wasn't planning on coming at all, but you had to invite me, so I had to come with a gift. I have something on right now, so may I leave?"
At this point, Tang Yuanyuan became nervous. "That's not what I meant. Wouldn't you like to stay just for a bit? Today's going to be an eventful day. Since we're the same age, I told my mother that we could have a joint ceremony."
"That's not necessary. Even though we were born in the same year, we weren't born on the same day. It's your coming-of-age ceremony today; not mine."