Song Yinyin never expected that Shana would personally come to apologize, it was quite surprising.
However, she had seen too many women like this, making it hard to discern whether this apology was sincere remorse or just pretentious.
As if guessing Song Yinyin's suspicions, Shana smiled slightly and eagerly took a delicate box from her bag, pushing it in front of Song Yinyin.
Song Yinyin looked down, and it seemed to be a shoe box.
Indeed, Shana nodded slightly and said,
"Mrs. Lu, the day after tomorrow is my birthday. To show my apology, I give you a pair of high heels. I hope you and Mr. Lu can attend my birthday party."
Afraid that Song Yinyin would not agree, she silently lowered her head, stroking the shoes in the box and said, "This pair was custom-made by my favorite designer. He only makes custom designs, and it's very hard for unfamiliar clients to make an appointment with him..."
Pausing here, she deliberately glanced at the expression on Song Yinyin's face.
