Jian Ran was about to open her mouth to refuse the second time, when a conversation between a man and a woman next to her reached her ears: "Unexpectedly, we will be the last lucky star of this year's event in your store. When you hold the event, our year Come every year, only this year is the luckiest."

Hearing the conversation of the people next to her, and looking at such a big store, she probably wouldn't lie to her. When she looked at the clerk again, Jian Ran nodded in agreement.

When she got in the car arranged by the boutique, Jian Ran finally knew what they called "luck".