Thinking of what happened before, Ruan Shishi’s thoughts ran wild. However, she was quickly pulled back to reality by Song Yun’an’s voice.
“By the way, Shishi, I brought you some clothes. You should put them on after dinner.”
“Clothes?” Feeling suspicious, Ruan Shishi looked down at her clothes and asked in confusion, “Is there anything wrong with my clothes?” The pale cyan V-neck blouse with a checkered skirt was much more mature than the jeans and T-shirt she usually wore.
Song Yun’an glanced at her clothes and laughed out loud. “This outfit is fine for work, but don’t you think it’s too conservative to be worn to nightclubs?”
When she heard the word ‘nightclub’, Ruan Shishi instantly became nervous. Under the upbringing of Madam Liu and Professor Ruan, she had never set foot in a place like that since she was young. At most, she would visit bars with others.
Seeing Ruan Shishi’s frightened expression, Song Yun’an couldn’t help laughing. “Shishi, I don’t want to lecture you, but it’s the 21st century now! Why are you still so conservative as if you’re still living in the Qing Dynasty?”