"You go follow Feng Yuqiong, and if there’s any movent, make sure to report to imdiately."
"Yes!"
In the distance, a female disciple hung up the phone, looked around, and soon, her eyes lit up when she spotted Feng Yuqiong!
The female disciple quickly walked towards Feng Yuqiong, smiling, "Second Senior Sister, the inauguration speech is about to start, where are you going?"
Feng Yuqiong’s heart tightened, but she suppressed her nervousness and answered indifferently, "The Dragon Head’s formal outfit is one size too small. I’m going to find another set."
"Oh, I see; I’ll co with you then."
"Fang Qiong, are you so idle and bored? Haven’t you noticed the stage needs setting up?" Feng Yuqiong gave her a stern look, with this little girl tagging along, wouldn’t she give the ga away?
"Second Senior Sister, why so fierce! I’ll go set up the stage then," Fang Qiong said mischievously, sticking out her tongue!
"You! When will you ever grow up?" Feng Yuqiong said fondly, patting Fang Qiong’s head.
"With Second Senior Sister covering for , I don’t want to grow up! Go on with your work, Second Senior Sister! I’m off to set up the stage, and I’ll make sure it looks absolutely beautiful."
Having said that, Fang Qiong bounced off towards the stage.
Watching Fang Qiong’s antics, Feng Yuqiong shook her head gently and turned towards the storeroom.
Feng Yuqiong didn’t notice that the mont she turned around, Fang Qiong stopped in her tracks and made a phone call, which was quickly answered.
With a soft voice, Fang Qiong said, "Brother Cheng, Second Senior Sister has gone to the storeroom. She says the new Dragon Head’s clothes don’t fit and she needs to change."
"Understood."
After hanging up, Cheng Sheng looked perplexed, "Grandpa, the ones picking out the formal outfit for Qin Yu were Xiao Han and Leng Xuan, and they both have seen Qin Yu and know his size. How could they have gotten it wrong?"
"I get it now, that girl must be planning to prepare an old formal outfit for Qin Yu."
"Old formal outfit? Then haven’t our plans gone to waste? Those old formal outfits fit really well!"
"How could it be a waste? The old formal outfits have already been discontinued. If Qin Yu dares to show up in them, I will make sure Qin Yu brings sha to the entire Dragon Fla Sect!"
"Grandpa is wise! If that’s the case, I won’t worry anymore! Let’s get ready then."
...
Inside the Dragon Head office, Mo Yuqi’s cheeks were flushed, as Qin Yu had finished putting on the jacket and it was ti to put on the trousers.
Seeing Qin Yu’s sly gaze, Mo Yuqi knew he must be up to no good.
"Qin Yu, trousers aren’t that difficult to put on, you can dress yourself," Mo Yuqi said, eyeing Qin Yu warily.
"Qiqi, can you really bear to let a sick man dress himself? My lumbar discs! My knee joints! Everything hurts!"
"Alright... alright," Mo Yuqi, defeated by Qin Yu, could only nod in agreent.
Mo Yuqi gritted her teeth and reached towards Qin Yu’s waist.
"Qiqi, what are you waiting for? Hurry up; we’re running out of ti."
Mo Yuqi glanced at the wall clock, bit her lip, and suddenly reached out for Qin Yu’s button.
Suddenly, with a creak, Feng Yuqiong pushed the door and entered!
Qin Yu and Mo Yuqi both jerked in surprise!
The scene in front of her petrified Feng Yuqiong. Good Lord! What on earth was this? Was this still the sa aloof beauty of the Capital City?
What was she doing? Because of the angle, Feng Yuqiong’s mind raced with possibilities.
Quickly turning her head away, Feng Yuqiong said with an embarrassed cough, "Cough, I didn’t see anything, Mr. Mo, Qin Yu, please continue."
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