As she watched a few people walk away, Xu Qiaoqiao stuck her tongue out at their backs and couldn't help but purse her lips: "An Lan, your sister is truly disgusting. I can't stand these 'white lotus' types, always pretending to be pitiful! But inside, they're very wicked. Here, hurry and try on this outfit!"
An Lan looked at Xu Qiaoqiao, who was already a mother, yet still seemed like a child. She appreciated Qiaoqiao's cleverness just now and grew fonder of her, nodding and taking the clothing before heading to the fitting room.
After she changed into the outfit, measured the size, and decided on a few modifications, she took the clothes off. Once the task was completed, the group didn't waste words and left directly.
As they took the elevator to the underground parking lot, someone wearing a baseball cap on the third floor finally looked up, his gaze dark and fixated in the direction they had left.
